Eight years old
Sitting on my daddies knee...

There once was a time when the world was at peace...
There was no violence, no hatred, nor was there...

In the middle of the night time,
in the midst of our ruffled sheets...

Sitting at a candle lit table trying to pass the...
A lady walks up, with Emerald green eyes...

The clock strikes 12 and a shadow appears.
Towering at 6'9, it hisses, "Come to me, my dear...

Just a normal morning, nothing to fear.
Just a school day, a Friday...

The woman in me use to hate
who I was...