Her
By Cosmic CircusUncanny resemblance, with her mom she shared,
And her father loved the world not her instead.
And from the kitchen shelf, a knife she stole,
Mortal hours well spent, even deadmen froze.
And I, see her today
She's gone, she's gone, flying away.
She stabbed and cut her way through, each one of the family
Built herself a costume, she flies eternally
Now the city knows her, and they cannot sleep
Children parents alike, in fear retreat.
And I, see her today
She's gone, she's gone, flying away.
There she goes do you see her wings?
Black and red they tear and scar the winds.