A once shining beacon of purity
Spiritual young woman of God
See’s her faith find dark obscurity
As Demon’s seeds are put to sod
White light of love shone bright
An entire life so eternally devoted
Dark light brings fear in the night
As the Ferryman’s ship is floated
A pawn in this timeless conflict
Unarmed against evils cunning
Twisted turn impossible to predict
Vision of darkness truly stunning
She recollects nothing of her past
Her inner light has all but faded
As Satan’s hands are closing fast
Virginal spirit has now been traded
Put into the service of malevolence
Wickedly carrying out His commands
Tricking new souls to final deliverance
They in turn submit to His vile demands
Tragic sheep once found now ever lost
Driven mad with bloodlust so voracious
Kneel at her feet as she counts the cost
Preying on lustful souls of the salacious
So should you cross her wicked path
Do not be fooled and be ever so wary
Keep your distance, avoid the wrath
Of she who was known as “Sister Mary”
Remember every soul is up for sale
As we are just spirits in an empty shell
So take note of our Sister Mary’s tale
Or our soul’s too will forever burn in Hell.
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