The windows to the soul they say
and Keeper must concur
The peepers offer sights unseen
When occupied by Her

I’ve looked within, drank in that sin
drawn darkness from her font
It’s everything you’ll ever need
and all you’ll ever want

If you flee then she’ll find you
Only one step now behind you
Become locked in her gaze
It will ensnare you and then guide you

Remorse you will not find here
Her soul is way too black
For cruelest blood resides here
There can be no turning back

It pumps through every ventricle
Intoxicates each vein
and will not cease its pumping
Until each last soul is slain

We’re watching as each seed unfurls
From this vicious killer bud
You’ll find no rhyme no reasoning
It’s in the Miller blood

To sins being committed…raise a chalice,

Sponsored by @TheOrphanKiller
Performances by @MattFarnsworth @DieannFoster
Cruel Art by @MattFarnsworth
Prose and scribing by @RiversofGrue
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