Your Grievance Shall Be Avenged

Blood-red eyes,
unblinking,
stare into the distance...
Silently thinking.

Her long black hair,
blows in the wind.
Searching the night,
for the one that has sinned.

This is her duty,
a job given long ago.
To banish cursed souls,
down Hell's river she'll row.

She may live in Hell,
but that doesn't mean she is bad.
Vengeance is just business,
but she still seems so sad.

She is not alone,
her friends remain by her side.
They help inflict fear,
until their target has died.

Tormentors beware,
for she lies in wait...
Once the scarlet thread has been pulled,
your victim has decided your fate.

Cast into the dark abyss,
your soul is now judged.
You made someone suffer,
and they ended this grudge.

"There is always a price."
She tells the suffering soul.
Upon death you are also,
sent to Hell as the toll.

Is this method the answer?
Are you prepared for that price?
"The decision rests with you."
The statement seems colder than ice...

She lives with her Grandma,
and she likes to eat cherries.
She leaves words of wisdom
with each soul that she ferries.

You see her in mirrors,
her face pale and haunting.
You summoned her at midnight,
her presence is daunting....

A beauty of darkness,
a shining black pearl.
She is sad and she's lonely....
She is the Hell Girl.