And then Mary's little lamb
Became a demon lord
And now anyone who owns a sheep
Will fall to his unholy sword

Hide your kids, save yourselves
One by one the heads would roll
Not much time, use it well
As Mary's little lamb was now in control

Running fast, screaming loud
It got out of hand,
Get in the car, we have to go
Ah, here it is, the new land.

Or so you thought, pathetic being
Run and hide, go escape, but let me warn you
Of me, that will not be the last you'll be seeing
You will never be safe, you will never be sound, all you will hear is bodies falling to the ground

Just sleep, dear children
I have eaten some whole,
Don't worry about the others..
But, I must say, the population is now under control

Days have passed, perhaps years
Today is the day we all fight back.
Guns, bombs, grenades, knives,
7pm is the time we attack

Sickening thoughts ran through our heads,
Oh, what we would give to sleep in our own beds,
Is this war worth it?
Yes, because the demon Lord was finally thrown back into the pit

A happy ending? Amusing, I must admit...
With all his might he crawled out of it,
He deserved a little treat
And there, my Dear, is where the story must repeat...

Idk

10/10 for effort
10/10 for disturbingness

ehe-

i ain't readin allat

.-.

Is this what is floating above the end of My bed-

I have no soul