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The Bewitching Call of the Siren
The Bewitching Call of the Siren She ululates a forlorn desire for a human love; She’s pure evil, not from God’s Heaven above. This siren’s seductive melody is heard on all seas, And even on the largest lakes and flowing rivers; Bringing even seafarers near Die Lorelei to shivers! Beguiling young sailors to such a ghastly death; This vile creature’s venom is felt with each breath! Her visage is one of true love and blessed pulchritude, Yet Lucifer’s mask is dark with great evil certitude! Her perfumed scent enlivens her victims’ senses, Whilst her dark green eyes and deep wet kisses; Mesmerize her prey, oblivious now to all consequences; Now feeling her fatal bites and hearing her hideous hisses! She taketh all pleasure in her world of this evil measure, Enthralling all her sad victims to a most horrible death; Now Lucifer counts with joy the lost souls’ treasure! Always sans merci this siren be to those in her grot, As her victims find their souls lost to Hell’s dark rot! Beware say I to all good seafarers, do heed this tale well; Be deaf to this siren’s call or your life shall end in Hell! Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved, July 4, 2016 (Canzone)
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