[Чтение:]
In a contented manner she sits by the bonfire, 
sanctimoniously thanking you for the hospitality, 
her treacherous intentions as cold as the occasional 
drafts of wind piercing your back.

You mistake the twinkle in her eyes for pure warm-heartedness 
and have no premonition of their effect on you.

bleak smile flickering on her lips, 
she beholds you with algid satisfaction, as in her sinister mind, 
you [bad word] her prey, her treasure, 
the sacrifice at the alter of her own lust.
Cursed and sacred, this arcane exercise, 
the disembodied fiend waving through her gaze. 
Being a virtuoso of deceit and facetiousness, 
she leaves you with no chance of escape 
from what is happening in your mind.
She [bad word] to [bad word] your bones, or tear your flesh.
She [bad word] to steal your sanity with just one glance.