Lake Allure

Lake Allure A siren never changes, Her voice with all ranges. Lures mortals to their doom, Among her goals. A lake of souls, Seduced by angelic tune. "The water's cold, And time grows old. On journey's that are long, Rest weary head, On the shoreline bed. Nothing can go wrong." Don't listen to the song, It's allure to strong. Will hypnotize your mind, The woman in the lake. Does forsake, Freedom of your kind. -Dec 06 Sheena Allen