There was a girl all dressed in black
slow danced with alchemy,

black lace-up leather stomping boots
deflecting her enemy.

Her ankle-length black woollen coat
safeguarded her from cold

malicious creatures all around
she built the protective fold.

Hair and makeup, black as black as
the ace of spades, the facade,

she placed the death card for all to see
to heed the sign of the scarred.