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Once the crowd had dispersed, she appeared through the mist/
Who'd have missed a wretched soul living in a cruel abyss?/
She came to savour the moment, watch him swing in the trees/
Was beaming with glee when he was giving his pleas/
She would have been content if they had shot or gassed him/
But when they noosed his neck, she near had an orgasm/
His weakness had been the fact he was enamoured/
She laid a trap, led him to the barn, and there she clamoured/
When men came to help, she claimed she was violated/
She said so to see that he was annihilated/
Now the plan had worked and he's nothing but a scarecrow /
In the valley of death where most folks wouldn't dare go/
The world would swear her innocence, but we know the truth/
A talismanic moonlight lets us behold the youth.../
...In her true light, from her lips flowed the blood of innocence/
Her eyes betrayed her reasons, but it made no sense/
The wolf in sheep's clothing has shed her fleece forever/
Town lynched a good man, his mistress is filled with pleasure/
Once the crowd had dispersed, she appeared through the mist/
Who'd have missed a wretched soul living in a cruel abyss?/

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Once the crowd had dispersed, she appeared through the mist/
Who'd have missed a wretched soul living in a cruel abyss?/
She came to savour the moment, watch him swing in the trees/
Was beaming with glee when he was giving his pleas/
She would have been content if they had shot or gassed him/
But when they noosed his neck, she near had an orgasm/
His weakness had been the fact he was enamoured/
She laid a trap, led him to the barn, and there she clamoured/
When men came to help, she claimed she was violated/
She said so to see that he was annihilated/
Now the plan had worked and he's nothing but a scarecrow /
In the valley of death where most folks wouldn't dare go/
The world would swear her innocence, but we know the truth/
A talismanic moonlight lets us behold the youth.../
...In her true light, from her lips flowed the blood of innocence/
Her eyes betrayed her reasons, but it made no sense/
The wolf in sheep's clothing has shed her fleece forever/
Town lynched a good man, his mistress is filled with pleasure/
Once the crowd had dispersed, she appeared through the mist/
Who'd have missed a wretched soul living in a cruel abyss?/