A day on the beach, there is sand in my hair The people I greet, they just stare Is it blood seeping out of my yellow bag A dark red spot which is growing big and red and the drops are black I TRY TO OPEN UP THE ZIPPER BUT IT BLOCKS BY HAIR AND GOSH THAT'S TERRIFYING ME! UP I JUMP NO BREATH, NO BLOOD PICKING UP MY LEGS AND QUICKLY THE BAG I FLEE! Cool down breathing speaking softly to me Mother Mary reaches down for me and she speaketh to me PUT THE ROOT OF THIS PLANT INTO HER MOUTH FIX HER HEAD ON THE CORPSE AND YOU'LL FIND HER ALIVE! LOVE THIS LADY 'TILL YOUR DEATH WITH HONESTY
TRUE HOPE AND BURNING EYES! I DO JUST AS THE MOTHER SAID, HIDE HER IN MY ROOM AS THE MOTHER SAID HIDE HER IN MY ROOM SHE WAKES UP WITH HORRIFIED EYES AND I REALIZE THAT WHAT I DID WAS DOOM MY GOD I'M DOOMED! IT'S LIKE A MILLION ICECUBES FALL DOWN IT'S LIKE A MILLION ICECUBES SHE TAKES ME THROWS ME NAILS ME TO THE GROUND OPENS THE YELLOW BAG I HEAR THE ZIPPER'S SOUND HER AXE'S LOOKING SHARP AND THAT'S MAKING ME SMILE 'CAUSE I THINK THAT I'LL BE CAUGHT IN THAT BAG FOR A WHILE CARRIED AROUND, HELPLESSLY FOUND WOKEN/ BROKE