Her dark eyes glitter in the pale moon

as she creeps across the ally way.

The moon shines down upon her

as the sun fades, the end of day.

She eyes glint and seem to smile,

almost evilly, almost quite wild.

Her feet move forwards in a shuffle,

her body pose very mild.

But if you look at this dark lady

you'll be drawn to those eyes.

For behind the mask of shadows

there lurks one thousand lies.