THE LURE OF THE ENCHANTRESS' CRY
On A cold winter Day, When the snow, Had finished Falling
Then A very young boy, out to play, I started Wandering
The Erie sense of being watched from far away combined with A creepy cry, scared me that day
but I kept on walking, to discover the sound
the lure so strong, the feeling of Beauty all around
I found a beautiful woman, Cloaked only by the sound of her voice
Her radiance overwhelmed me, I approached closer without a choice
All that seemed pleasing to me, Vanished before my eyes
Dead bodies where strewn all around, Infested with Maggots and flies
This beautiful Enchantress had turned into a horrible beast
as I turned to run away, on a carcass she began to feast
I lived and tried warning her prey, so they wouldn’t go my way and die
But the warnings I give are laughed at, and still can be heard is the lure of the enchantress’s cry
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