Drunk on the lust of others, the Siren walks the night looking for another soul to take. Her screams drowning out the cries for help.
A seductress with destruction on her mind, she walked the streets littered with the souls of the weak. Her shoes are painted with the blood of others.
She carves out a sadistic river of tears. Carnivorous with need, her nails dig into the flesh of the weak, taking only what she needs to survive.