The Siren
Sitting there still
As still as a statue
Beautiful and perfect
But harmful and deadly are they
Harmful games that they play
And haunting tunes they sing
Lost fisherman to them they bring
Singing a softly seductive song
After that only her you'll long
"Come to me my handsome man"
She speaks so sweet, and has many a fan
You have no choice but to obey
For you are now her prey
Lost are you now on siren's land
You obey her every wish and command
Flowers laced throughout her hair
Forever do they stay there
Lovely beautiful, and full of grace
Her clothes made from the finest lace
Earth air, sky and sea
No one as beautiful and deadly as thee
They come in swarms of many
But one is just as bad as any
"Come with me and share my splendor"
You have never found someone so gentle or so tender
But it's a trick and convincing lie
But man only know's what he sees with an eye
Lost are you now on sirens land
You obey her every wish and command
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