Beware the man who smiles too free,
When others gaze more carefully.
Beware the man whose eyes do follow,
Beneath his skin, his soul is hollow.
Beware of her, she is not for you,
Unobserved you thought – she knew.
Beware of her and all her snares,
Before she steals your hopes and cares.
Beware of them, they own this night,
Or no protection from your plight.
Beware of them while you have the chance,
To escape, to keep to the mortal dance.
Beware of me, I warned you thrice,
Yet still with death you chose to dice.
Beware of me, while your blood does flow,
This immortal curse I’ll not bestow.
We are not eternal. Death is.