She stood outside on cold grey stones Flames of hellfire in her eyes Beads of amber woven in her hair And her nails long, pointed and red, Dressed in ragged shreds of black White-skinned, dark-lipped and depraved, Scarred and broken and sin-incrusted In the name of the devil's legions Rings of silver with blackened stones Locked upon her fingers And her neck was all adorned With a necklace of human heads And when she walked through the door Into the hell of Deck's Tavern Every man living stopped and turned And stared and licked his chops with lust Looking at her lips just made to kiss And the sweep of her hips and of her legs And the way she stared at every man As if measuring his drunken worth. And empty beer mugs and broken bottles Were forgotten on the floor As rutting whores and their companions Stopped their work and turned to stare. And she smiled a little twisted smile Showing off her white sharp teeth And she walked in and called for ale And the barman he came quick as hell And filled her tankard for her And every man stared at her ragged white back Visible through her torn shirt And at the whip marks that jeweled it With streaks of ruby red And their eyes grew all glassy with lust As they waited for her to turn. They took their knives from their pockets And made ready for the fight Locked their eyes and looked to see Who'd be the first to have the gall To try and bring her away with him And the women stared and stood back Waiting to see who would be left Of those who were sitting waiting there Chains and handcuffs in their eyes Knives and ropes and whips and pain Burning inside their minds and groins Waiting for her to turn. And then she turned and stared them down Flames of hell burning in her eyes Daring them to try and take her And they sat under her spell And she walked towards them all Looked into the eyes of each and spat on to the floor. The smell of piss and puke and drool Unwashed men and shit and sweat Was around them like a heavy mist And she laughed at little as she looked at them And then she began to dance. She began to dance before them all, Stuck a rose between her teeth Swayed her hips like a common whore And they sat entranced before her Her breasts waving like a flag of sin Her hair all over her face And the legs she showed kept them on their knees And the devil was in their eyes. The knives they stayed upon the tables The beer stayed in the glasses They could not move nor barely think As she moved her ass towards them. Then one man actually had the guts To stand and move towards her And she took the rose out of her teeth Threw it into a corner And she spread her arms towards him Guided him into the dance Took no notice of his rotting teeth Nor the sweat pouring down his face But licked her lips and motioned him on And he came to her like a babe in arms Not daring to think he might have a chance As she wrapped her arms around him. Then she moved him back towards an empty table And sat on it and smiled And the assistance couldn't turn its eyes Nor would have it wanted to She dropped his pants and looked at him And licked her teeth with glee His eyes were so clouded over now It was a wonder he could see And he grabbed her breasts and tried to kiss her lips But she laughed and sat back farther Then opened her legs as though to guide him in And he made as if to do so. But at the last moment her hand shot out Five red nails long and sharp And tore his groin from him And tossed it to the others And pushed him back onto the ground Laughing at his scream And pushed him to his front and watched him as he spewed And her nails were redder now And the whole assistance let up a cry of horror As she slipped easily to the door And walked out onto the cold grey stones And was seen no more.