Power courses through each vein,

Venom fills a tyrant’s brain,

Her eyes will tell you that you’re prey,

Her words will keep you far away.



Danger waits for mortal man,

When all is not done to her plan,

Her claws will tear away your skin,

Her voice will break the heart within.



Hunger fuels that brutal call,

Bloodlust victims one and all,

Her fangs will drain your body dry,

Her growl will haunt you till you die.



Love was not meant for her kind,

No equal for her soul to find,

Her touch too strong for those alive,

Her kiss a poison none survive.



Pain and torture are her friend,

To hell your soul she’ll quickly send,

Her blade a silent enemy,

Her smile your final memory.



Karma may demand a fee,

The void may be her destiny,

Her rule will stand for now at least,

Her name will last once time has ceased.