An Angel, two-faced, sly and cruel,
Who hides a beast, bloody, beautiful.
As daylight plain, sees what thou please,
But come darkness creep, it laughs with ease.
We but see her beauty, shy and blooming,
Ignorant, to know evil is looming.
Take her in, give her food and drink,
With a knife behind, you think not to think.
Trust handed simply, to a maiden so fair,
A stab behind you leaves you lusting for air.
For Hatred is her twin; happiness her mask,
She smiles at your heart, satisfied with her task.