EVIL WOMAN BY ELO
Death is a Woman With a Cold, Cold Hand
Death is a woman with a cold, cold hand
Reaching to pluck out the soul of a man
Standing in shadows, not making a sound
She waits for the moment when there's no one around.
Your heart is her banquet, your blood is her wine
She's hungry for company, for she's one of a kind
Born of the frost, with her veins full of ice
She'll turn you to ashes and she will not think twice.
For that is her calling and that is her chore
A glutton for dying and she always wants more
She walks with the vultures and she flies with the crows
Sows despair and nightmare everywhere that she goes.
Her dark eyes are empty, her tongue is a blade
Cutting down dreams that the foolish have made
They run when they see her, they scream at her sight
But there's nowhere to go when she comes in the night.
The skies snow in summer, the clouds cry without sound
And the tree branches wither and their green leaves fall down
When she walks through the meadow, when she walks down the street
Mortals quake at her presence and hope falls at her feet.
She is pale icy terror, she is comfortless touch
Holding old man and infant in her merciless clutch
She slays and she lays us in her garden of weeds
Collecting their lives like they're so many seeds.
There is no escaping, there is no reprieve
She takes those we love and she leaves us to grieve
She's the enemy of mankind and the last one to bow
And one day she'll be banished but she knows it's not now.
Until then, she's the victor in a war with no sides
Ruling all unencumbered as on sorrow she rides
Like a horse made of snow, trampling man while she can
Crushing life like a rose in her cold heartless hand.
©by Voo
Aug 30, 2010
2:41 a.m.
I ain't no evil woman.........
Vincent
by Don McLean
"She's just an evil woman, with evil on her mind...." (music) Dang, I think I remember this from Myspazz in its declining days. Glad you revived it. Where do you find the super illustrations?
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