Out of Nowhere

Not from here or there
Out of nowhere
and onto the street
of never say never
I saw an army made of shadows
Led by the Queen of the crawling
The servant of the hiding
A silver eye lined bitch
With purple painted lids
And plump blackened lips
With wide inviting hips
Shiny armor covered tits
Bruises and bleeding cuts
On her pale snake like skin
The badges of a tragic
violent life lived in sin
No one in her path
has ever had enough
to give or trade
She was born to end life
With a blood thirsty blade