"Who cares?" inquires the one
"Not I in the least,
Can't you see what she's done?"
"Indeed, I can"
Words are a terrible weapon from the voices that linger
Eternally burning, her soul
Longs for reprieve
"No one discovers she's black as charcoal"
"She's lost this game"
Words are a powerful weapon from the voices that linger
"You're right!" sayeth she
"I'll give in now"
She grabs the rope
And takes a bow
Words are a deadly weapon from the voices that linger
"Not I in the least,
Can't you see what she's done?"
"Indeed, I can"
Words are a terrible weapon from the voices that linger
Eternally burning, her soul
Longs for reprieve
"No one discovers she's black as charcoal"
"She's lost this game"
Words are a powerful weapon from the voices that linger
"You're right!" sayeth she
"I'll give in now"
She grabs the rope
And takes a bow
Words are a deadly weapon from the voices that linger