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Come closer my wicked little lady
Of course to you I may look a little shady
Look past this sick grin of mine
Soon enough I’ll have you in a bind
Take a step toward me darling
I can help you, my wounded starling
Come an inch closer to me
I will heal you, you will see
Don’t look into me frightening eyes
For if you don’t hurry time will fly
Do not show any fear
For your death will soon be near
Let me help you beautiful girl
You look like your head is in a whirl
Take my hands and don’t dare fight
I guarantee you won’t survive the night