Beauty Turns to Evil

     Beauty Turns To Evil

     Beauty turns to evil 

     Evil turns to dust

     And the hearts of men are ever ruled  

     By envy greed and lust

     And as the ancient Siren

     Holds high her glittering prize

     The fools who think they’re heroes

     Let sound their battle cries 

     They think that they can win this life

     And take it to the grave

     So others never more will find

     The solace that they crave