There was a young girl who loved the dark
she wore a black dress to match her black heart
she went for a walk it was late it was dark
met an old man who took her from the park
she asked him his name he said he was mark
brought her to his basement it was deep it was dark
she said it was more fun being at the park
he gripped her arm left a bruise left a mark
she stood there and stared at this man named mark
Soon she'll be walking home from the park
covered in blood from that bad man mark
Was such a fun night she said to herself
i'll hang up his head on the very top shelf
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