I look innocent,

But hooded eyes,

And female body,

Are my disguise.

I look the same,

Like all other,

By day I am,

It is my cover.

But evil soul,

Deluded hears,

Too many people,

Some must depart.

I have a gun,

The skies rain red,

Nothing more untainted,

Than children dead.

But you are different,

We'll make it fun,

Draw my gun,

Make you run.

Watch the fear,

In your eyes,

Angelic cleanser,

For all you lies.

Breathless but safe,

You think you got away,

Gun barrel to the head whispers otherwise,

Pure but dead you will stay.

But day breaks,

I change on the run,

Angel of darkness,

Sheep's clothes and no gun.