Cold rain firms snow on the ground,
The mansion is looking grand,
From the upstairs window I can see you outside,
A lady dressed in Red,
She is standing by the tree looking furlorn,
I wander what she is thinking about in her mind,
I the Lady in Red am planning to kill you all in your beds,
This is for the terrible crime you committed against my person,
I the The Lady in Red am looking forward to our my axe through your neck and watching your head roll on the floor.
The light s in the mansion go out,a tremendous scream crys out,
The Lady in Red leaves
All is quiet ,only the birds can be heard in the trees
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