Lucya

The brave woman breathes her last in a lonely bed
she was strong fierce and irrisistable we all said.
Until the killer found out her secret
and extinguished her mind forever.

She knew too much, yes she did
anyone else would have cried and hid
but not our girl Lucya, she tried to stop the fear
it just happened to be that the killer knew her intentions

Brave Russian agent you watch us so
tell us the identity of our mutual foe
the killer will strike and kill
and will kill until we add up to nill

The killer is here now we hide
we cry and cry the time we bide
lies and fear the killer will spread
up to the time we are filled with hot lead.
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