Mirror Mirror
Kill them all

Let their blood drip
Down the walls

Slit their throats
Watch them bleed

Replace it with my
Wine and mead

Run the rest
Into a tub

Then leave me here
Alone to rub

The innocence
Into my skin

My wrinkles thick,
My hair so thin

Until it's restored
By the bloody rain

Of six-hundred girls
Who died in vain.