The Butterfly

Who among you could condemn her if you know
She was held five years in a ten by ten and they would not let her go
Then the shadow came and slammed her to the wall
Said "Tonight you're free but you work for me and you'll come if I should call"

"My company can use your gentle skills
And we understand you've a dangerous hand and a 'hard as iron' will
I've lost employees to a greater sin
But you're fine and young and your clever tongue will finally bring them in"

When they called her The Butterfly
Honey rolled from her lips and they would give her the moon and the stars
Not a terrible way to die
Girl you live in the mask but you will never forget who you are

She was last seen in Mont Martre with a man
At a small cafe and I heard that they were arguing a plan
All at once she stood to go and turned around
And he tried to stop her but could not rise before she cut him down

When they called her The Butterfly
Honey rolled from her lips and they would give her the moon and the stars
Not a terrible way to die
Girl you live in the mask but you will never forget who you are