The steely fire shot from her eyes
Put paid to all rebellious cries
The rest she\'ll simply hypnotise
The taker of lost souls
A quota rising every day
So many keen to slip away
Not fit to face another day
Being dragged over the coals
Confined by an electric fence
The tortured tingle as they sense
The lady should she take offence
Has heads put on her poles
The guilty take it in their stride
The shamed still seek a place to hide
The wheels are coming off this ride
She\'s picking at the holes
Eternity in her embrace
Attracts the heart that has no space
She walks among the human race
Playing many different roles