The tale of the boy

It was the whisper that was heard across the land

About a very poor sad young man

Who had his heart taken by a very scary woman

Only to boiled in some very hot water 

She danced and danced as the flames grew higher and higher

Trying to make happy a certain buyer

It was a ghoulish man

With a very big hunger 

Can couldn't be denied any longer

Now the poor boy went searching for this lady

Would he find her? Maybe

His life was not his own

This he didn't know

The price of a young heart was high

More than a plane in the sky

But the man wanted what he want

And with the gold coins that's what he got 

The boy was never the same

And the lady never came

Back to give his heart

From His body it was torn apart

And the whisper can still be heard

Of the heartless boy 

The rich buyer

And the slick woman