Her Name

The night was cold
A ghostly black death
Was waiting for those
Who entered her domain

She had a name
All know her but
Never mention her
true name

Her followers names
Are simple
They are called
Cutters

To make the truth known
Find her name
And tell her it

Find out what she
Was created from
It's different for
Everyone

You can get out
Of her deadly grasp
Just one thing
Once one, Always one.