Twelve

Under his spell to her he was god

Quenching the thirst for lust and blood

Sadistic encounters numbers rise

The bodies recovered multiply

Evil sides

In these two minds

Two wolves in sheep skin the undeserved

Still leaves the question

Why he serves life and she only served

Plaguing the lives of their victims

At the expense of their last breath

Evil resides

In man and bride

Two wolves in sheep skin the undeserved

Still leaves the question

Why he serves life and she only served

They were led to their own slaughter

Abominations under sedation

Nothing can take back what you've done

Emotionless absent malcontent

Nothing will bring back your own blood

They were led to their own slaughter

Two wolves in sheep skin the undeserved

Still leaves the question

Why he serves life and she only served twelve.