The Black

6 beats climbed up the hill of Ursa, run run  from the black the black she's far to nimble her rotten sticks    Quick quick her pinches hissed she's gaining steam like a mid night death train    Roar and you roar against my will please don't trample my bled feet    This tree looks firm let's tie a knot and climb her hair maybe a happy ending will appear     We stumbled upon a lonely bridge  with stars around to and fro    The black the black she came to fast like a hurricane wind whipped n a blast       We froze and we wept she munched and we crunched     The black the black she came to fast