{F.14} Little Girl

There once was a little girl; she was sitting on her bed
There once was a little girl; she was wishing you were dead
She sang a pretty song as she watched your friends drown
She sang a pretty song as she washed your blood from her gown
And she went to sleep at night, happy, but sad
Knowing there was none to kill next when mad

There once was a little girl; she was crying for mercy
There once was a little girl; she was burned for heresy
She sang a pretty song like a scream or lament
She sang a pretty song while ashen remnants ferment
And she went to hell that night, broken in fire
Resting in flames for a lack of desire.

There once was a little girl; she was haunting a child
There once was a little girl; she was harshly defiled
She sang a pretty song as her spirit declaimed
She sang a pretty song that made mocks of the maimed
And she went to see you, just one moment more
To wish you a life like a festering sore.

There once was a little girl she was born and burned, buried
There once was a little girl, you shall now feel her fury.

 
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