7 deadly sins
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Through her veins the venom ran
Sweet, quiet Mary Ann
All she wanted was to be powerful and strong
But sickening tones became of her swan song
Her eyes turned a golden, shining hue
The desire for knowledge, the desire for power
A wish to acknowledge, a wish to impower
The blood that flows throughout your veins
Over you, it does reign
Filled with greed, filled with desire