They Called Her Lady Tyranny - Sarah Jezebel Deva

I descended from her witcherous womb

From the stun she resided on that hallow moon

She clawed the walls as they cut the chord

To drown at first breath she was assured

Her torturous acts from her gutless tomb

Blind eyes they turned as they fled the room

Submerged in guilt this wicked shrew

As a thorn in her side, so the baby she threw

Illness invades the vain of a lady so drenched in pain

Cold is a shallow stare, with blood she draws without a care

A passion to scald her young, her story remains unsung

It’s that loving hand upon your face that keeps you in your place

Vicious little bitch, she’d have burnt as a witch

As predicted she inflicted with disastrous twist

With her malicious tale unsung, she provoked in many tongues

They called her lady tyranny

Come, mother leave it be, let those demons sleep…

Burn mother, let us be… for our loss you shall not reap…

For what you cruelly sow… They called you lady tyranny

Relives her fears with a skin stained belt, its a feeling like you’ve never felt

To watch her flesh and blood deflate, agony reflects glass eyes dilate

Remorse an emotion that rarely shows but anger and hate

In her cheeks they glow

To drown me at birth, a task never done, pray not to wake to the nightmare she

spun

Vicious little bitch, she’d have burnt as a witch, as predicted she inflicted

with disastrous twist

With revenge waiting at her door, beating on the child she bore,

they called her lady tyranny

Come, mother leave it be, let those demons sleep…

Burn mother, let us be… for our loss you shall not reap…

For what you cruelly sow… They call you lady tyranny

The anger biting back at you

Just a reflection of life once knew

It pains you to admit what you are

Parental wounds seep a hideous scar

Come, mother leave it be, let those demons sleep…

Burn mother, let us be… for our loss you shall not reap…

For what you cruelly sow… They blamed you lady tyranny