The Siren

The Siren
A voice sweeter than that of honey
A voice putting nightingales to shame
A song that sweeps across the ocean
And softly, gently calls your name

A figure fit for a goddess
Beauty one could not describe
A smile that melts your soul
Enchantment calling from those eyes

One song and you’re her captive
One look, you're no longer you
Beware, oh traveling sailor
That song is evil, that beauty cruel

Charms that mask deceit
Grace that covers spite
Innocence that hides the motive
Of a heart, black as night

Promises, promises are all lies
Poison in a sugar wrap
Leading you, unsuspecting
Into a carefully woven trap

Many a sailor sealed his fate
Following the voice of a beauty unknown
Many a ship was crashed and wrecked
Upon the rocks that form her throne

Yes, her hair is like molten gold
And her eyes are emerald green
Yes, she tempting, yes, she's charming
Yes, she's pretty, yes, she sings

Oh, to you she becomes everything
Long dreamed of, long desired perfection
Pray, beware! For you to her;
Are but another wreck she'll add to the collection