She was a lovely girl - Maria by name
I met her on a mountain hike
I looked at her and what I saw I liked
We smoked the smoke and spooned the flickering flame
We sang some songs and scored some tries
She smelled of gin and edelweis
She sliced me open with a knife
Then she kissed the wounds and was contrite
She talked some more of her favorite things
She knifed me in my lower back
I felt the pain and all went black
When I awoke I was all tied up with strings
She held my head in a steely vice
Force fed me strudel and Bavarian lies
Something snapped when the marionettes arrived
And when the yodelling started I knew I was done
I discovered that far is a long long way to run
Von trapped. Dead. Only the hills are still alive.