she'll walk the streets on hollow nights
and feel night give into her
her and the twisted ways of her world

She dances to music only the devil hears now
she'll rip you inside out
until the words of Eve are no longer spoken

Singing to the voices of ghosts.
She dances and screams
Like the blood-curdling dreams

Oh and no you'll never have to hear the words
of Eve she'll see you someday
and you will hear her screams.

g`day, stunning verse! keep well greg


In hollow murmurs died away.
William Collins

I agree with greg!