Two little sisters on the verge of being old,
Revel in the joy of disobeying what they’re told.
Yet seldom do they smile, as if the act would do them harm.
The kind of girls who wear all black and put scars on their arm.

They have themselves a little room,
In a basement where they wallow in their gloom,
And while they’re in this world,
They’ll stay together.

Grey would be the color of their frosty little hearts.
Their crafty little minds have got a penchant for the arts.
Printing pretty pictures of the two of them deceased.
One might say “they’re not okay” at the very least.

They have themselves a little pact:
That they will always have each other’s back,
And when they leave this world,
They’ll leave together.

Everyone is mean to them and likes to put them down.
The meanest one has knocked the little sister to the ground.
The older one would help, but cannot end what she began.
The younger one, however, has a genius little plan.

Two little soldiers on the battlefield of adolescent hell,
On a quest to bid their foe’s four legged friend a conned farewell.
While en route to their objective, a corpse is what they find.
Not unlike the one they’d planned to leave behind.

Something sinister is lurking just beyond the light.
Searching for it’s latest victim long into the night.
In the darkness of the wood, it creeps without a sound.
Ever on the hunt for blood and blood is what it found.

Ripping, biting, screaming, fighting, blood is spilling on the ground.
Girls are in a panic. Pandemonium is all around.
Little sister tries her best to save her from her evil foe.
Beating on the horrid beast until it finally lets her go.

Now they run with all their might, the creature chases through the night.
The slightest little falter might just take away their luck.
As they run accross the road, the evil monster doth explode,
It’s crushing having been bestowed by some guy in a truck.

Now they’re free. The Beast is dead.
Run home as fast as you can.
Lay her down upon her bed,
Is she alright?

Wounds already healing.
Says that she is feeling well.
Promise that you will not tell.