When skys turn gray,
when he stops breathin...

The holder of hearts...
Well trained in the loving arts...

What to do?
What to say...

Love is lost...
Lost far away...

Dead silence in the darkening air of the night.
Fear building like a snow-balling fright...

Rain falls rapidly upon a pale white face...
Hair dripping soaked in rain and her ominous pain...

Flying high...
On a cold crisp December gust...

Their all fake...
She glances around herself...

You make me so happy,
You're perfect in every way...

Days long past.
They passed me in a flash...

Dance with the Devil,
For no one will ever know...

Kandy Kane,
Oh so sweet...