My dear Vivian has blood upon her hands
Cold eyes reveal the fellness
Echoes stories told across these lands
She claims the good lord understands
Her jubilant gleeful bliss
My dear Vivian has blood upon her hands
The fallen was the devil’s firebrand!
She halfheartedly insists
Echoes stories told across these lands
She saw to it her knife made his body hit the sand
Joy embraced her with a kiss
My dear Vivian has blood upon her hands
She walks away embraced by a cheerfulness so grand
She smiles at the abyss
Echoes stories told across these lands
And now she knows her purpose as her fearfulness disbands
A joy she can’t dismiss
Oh dear, Vivian has more blood upon her hands
Echoes stories told across these lands