Deadsy "Cruella" |
How the story rolls Magick's taught and histories told A glory hole Which through gazed her eyes of gold Those veins run cold Mystery's wife evades a soul Scaring to and fro Tearing through the snow As she makes her darling coat Hoarding all the shoals Now her evil heinous woes Kind of like Shakespearean prose Without the rose Avid as she sows Cruella grows Horrus and Jasper stole So let the horror flow Black and white in hair Elegantly gaunt in frame A bony flare Which christened her with creepy grace Always smokey air Circling one Lurch/Hepburn face In her head which filled the space Was the one hellacious taste As she aims her fate Nothing flees her sore embrace As the biggest mistake that Cruella made Was when she left her cave and started to reign As the love for her fades Our feelings won't change So my darling Cruella We see through the grey Theres no reason to part from her cold lair She has all of the loveliest and rare Things which frighten at first but you'll soon wear And thinks elegant haunting is so fair Taking strolls through the dark by the moon's glare As she listens for barks in the nights air Always searching for marks on the white hair Shes a regional spark from this nowhere Cruel, you're so fair Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |