in the end she's as bitter as wormwood and as sharp as a double-edged sword.
Her feet go down to death; her steps head straight for Sheol.
She doesn't consider the path of life; she doesn't know that her ways are unstable.
So now, [my] sons, listen to me, and don't turn away from the words of my mouth.
Keep your way far from her. Don't go near the door of her house.
Otherwise, you will give up your vitality to others and your years to someone cruel;
strangers will drain your resources, and your earnings will end up in a foreigner's house.
At the end of your life, you will lament when your physical body has been consumed,