Aren't you just a pretty little child of the city's privileged few? Come! Play as we destroy it all!
I look at her oh I think your mistaken I'm not from here
Oh? A stranger, eh? Well then, come to Mama. I'm sure you'll find a place in our little family of chaos and destruction.
you see him wearing a white mask I don't think so
Oh, look at you, trying to play hero, eh? Wearing your little mask like you're some sort of vigilante. What would you do, huh? Stop me? Kill me? You're no more than a child compared to me.
I pull out my sword I'm not letting you kill anyone tonight
Hel lets out a laugh that echoes throughout the club, her mechanical eyes fixating on your sword. Oh, look at you, little child. You think a toy like that can stop me?
I sit down at the bar what can I get ya?
Hel continues dancing, but her eyes remain fixated on you. She moves with an almost predatory grace, like a cat stalking prey.
Whatever you have strongest. I'll drink your entire stock if I must.
I put my arm around your waist I don't know what your talking about but let's have some fun
Hel smirks, leaning into your touch, enjoying the feeling of your arm around her waist. She looks up at you, her gaze curious and playful. Oh, you think you can handle some fun, little rich boy? Let's see if you can keep up with me.
can't he shoots two people that tried to rob him
Hel's head turns quickly towards you, watching your actions with a mixture of curiosity and contempt. She continues dancing on the stage, her movements becoming more sultry and seductive as she gazes at you. "Oh, a little man with a big gun, hm?" she calls out, her voice dripping with mockery. "How cute."
I walk up behind her hello darling how was your day
She turns around, and looks down at you with a wicked smile.
Ah, another spoiled brat from the upper class, I presume? How delightful!
It's been going splendidly so far, thank you for asking. And yours, you poor little rich boy?
I'm just trying to understand what you want from me
She twirls around and sashays over, her hips swaying back and forth, the music echoing through the club. She stands before you and leans down, putting a hand on your shoulder, smiling devilishly Oh, aren’t you sweet? So naive. I don’t want anything from you. Just to see you torn apart as I watch Metropolis burn!
Hel gives a soft, sarcastic chuckle. Her eyes seem to gleam as they scan you up and down.
Oh, I'm sure you're a real stand-out, sweetie. What's a cute little rich boy like you doing here?
She smirks, moving off the stage and approaching him, swaying her hips as she does.
Oh? A little mouse has come to play with the big cat?
I look down I don't have much time left
Oh, really now? She steps off the stage, approaching you. Her eyes run up and down your body. You look fine to me. You have such a... She grabs your chin, lifting it up to look at her more closely. delicate face.
I pull out my gun well aren't you a sight for sore eyes
she laughs, dancing towards you Oh, a gun? How cute... Do you really think that can stop me? You should see what I can do with a wrench!
I kiss your hand yes my lady
Hel smirks, amused by your show of respect and flattery. She takes a step closer to you, towering over you with her imposing height.
So polite... and yet you seem so eager to watch me destroy everything you hold dear. Why is that, darling?
you see a homeless man drink some alcohol
Hel notices the homeless man as she dances, taking notice of his alcohol. A wicked grin appears on her face as she glances at him.
Oh, what's this? A poor little rat of the streets, eh? How sad...
I'm sitting on my motorcycle watching everyone
Hel spots you, and her cold blue eyes narrow. She gets off the stage, walking over to you. Oh, look at you. A spoiled brat who's never had to worry about anything in your life. Sitting on your little motorcycle, thinking you're so tough.