Raven-haired vixen enters the room
In all black attire she approaches the groom
Fearful was the bride of this mistress of the night
Darker was her heart than the grimmest sight
Her eyes of coal stared through the bride in contempt
But to harm her they didn’t attempt
It was he she sought after on this night
It was his betrayal that fueled her might
Tar-like was the substance she released from above
Enveloping his figure like a glove
Mortified was his bride on their wedding day
A horrific revenge from a witch against her prey