Smooth complexion, and hair of red
Filled my heart, and soul with dread...
Centuries pass away, a mystery prevails
Hidden behind the smile, angst and travails...
A man saw four beauty queens of ocean --
They were sitting on rocks...
He watches me through the glass
looking at me as I pass...
The lonely forest
Silent whispering willows...
Darkness entwined all around her,
When that horrible day occured...
Violins in the air tonight
Songs never ending for the tell-tale heart...
Blackened,
Sickened...
Salty tears drop from her eyes,
Unable to completely disguise...
Awoken from my nightmarish dreams,
The sounds of wind, howling...
You are the puppet master, i am your block of...
but i have no loving father, no angel as my...
Gripping so tightly to steal your only breath,
Holding on densely are the Chains of Death...