Here It Comes

A black cloud signals her approach
I can hear those damn dogs
She always had tied to her splintered throne
with barbed wire barking for my heels.
A murder of crows flee to the sky
but are brought down by raining arrows
sent from her achers bow strings
made from the hair and bones of the women
she ordered raped and killed.
My hiding place in this cave
will not last long with those damn dogs
coming closer. They know my scent
as they have her bed sheets to smell.
Now they've been ripped to strips
and have been braided in to
the noose that will catch my fall
from the higth of her glory.
She never used a sword to murder
Or dynamite to make an entrance
but slipped her poisen nails through my chest
and coaxed her way in to the party.
I would have gladly broke off a rib
To make a decoy for her hate
But damn if I would feel guilt
For a creaton doomed from first breath.
That stupid girl has the spite of Satan
When it comes to revenge.
I just should have stayed away
From that love letter pen.