Street lights cause the pain
To her midnight eyes;
She goes her own way
In web of the life.

She looks like the sun
She has never seen;
Her heels beat like drum
While she walks on street.

The pleasure of death
Inside hollow heart;
The murder is faith;
The finish is start.

She was born to heal,
But night changed her fate;
Her life is unreal,
It's filled with the hate.

Reborn in the dark
She handles this world;
She hunts like a shark
To be never old.

Her eyes are as cold
As ice in her chest.
Who knows where she goes?
And who will be next?