Falling; hoping to be caught, Locked in a lakeside cabin, Prisoner; saviour urgently sought.

Desperately gazing into the forest, Waiting for the demon’s misty thought.

Falling; hoping to be caught,

Rising through the cracked floors,

Seeping up, face evil with distort. She runs with nowhere to go, No one to aid, for her life she fought.

Falling; hoping to be caught, Moonlit dirt smoothers her corpse, Submitting to his desire and mort.

He lifts her from life to life eternal, In her heart his menacing blade is caught.