Anger ensues when the girl that comes between a man and wife spills her pestilence, for her own gain.
Seemingly, she is humble, she is devoted, she is integral, she is true.
Yet in her element, is this force that destroys.
She stirs the dish, pours in the jealousy, a pinch of hate, forming only an illusion.
At others despair, she is joyous, behind the mask she wears.
She destroys, she is wicked, she is intentionally cruel.
She sings with great harmony, great power, and great soul.
But, like a hurricane, she spoils the soil.