She will try to hurt you
To split your inards about
Without any compassion
At you to laugh and shout
Frozen solid in the heart
Her merciless ways roll
To crush indiscriminately
She has no tender part
But beware disdain of lass
For thy ways are noted
Thy earned rewards come
A soul of broken glass
To those who see this tale
Take well the words to heed
Lest fate call upon thee
Thy voice, a mournful wail
Depart, Depart, Depart...