A million tiny paper cuts

Scar my fragile skin

The lace wrapped around me shuts

The bloodiness within

On my shoulder sits Raven

Whisper secrets to my soul

Its hum is now my haven

My heart it does control

My dress of white does deceive

Each passerby I see

Raven whispers "How naive"

And I can't help agree

"Puppet" Raven calls

My shallow, fitting name

It echoes through the lonely halls

Then stops just as it came

"Kill them now, beauty"

Raven silently taunts

"It is your one duty"

Forcing me to its wants

I try to run from the voice

That vibrates in my head

Yet I'm too late, I have no choice

All of them are dead