A Wicked Soul

A Wicked Soul

by Bud Lemire on Sept 5, 2006

She’s a wicked soul, she’ll rip out your heart

She’ll grab a hold of you, and tear you apart

Yes, she’s a wicked woman and she’s on the loose

She may look beautiful, but she’s only got one tooth

She’ll weave a spell to put you under

You won’t have any time to wonder

She knows exactly what to do

To make you look like a fool

She’s not what you might expect

She’ll steal your soul while having sex

And when you try to get up

She’ll say it’s not enough

She’ll zap your strength and laugh at you

And there’s nothing that you can do

Don’t let her get too close

Or she’ll give you an overdose

Put your shield up right away

Or you won’t have a word to say

Don’t let her touch your soul

Or she’ll never let you go

She’s a wicked soul, you’ll see

And once captured, she won’t set you free

She’ll suck the essence of your soul

And keep you in a deep dark hole

Protect yourself with the Heavenly light

Envision the Angels are within your sight

Don’t let her dark power in

Or she will surely win