Don't even think about it-
in the past that was a taboo.
It use to come in small doses of haunting moments,
In the past it was as if the super natural over took her body.
What a shame-
Must be the blood that feeds her mind with a plague of dreams.
It fills her up- making her eyes roll black.
A spectacular disease of perfection.
An infinite deliticassen of intoxication.
and those who saw her -
they didn't even waste their time.
For them this woman was like venom to crime.
TEXT - THE FEMALE ZOO