Stand in the guilt.
Look.Gaze.Stare.Calculate.Cry...

Stand in the silence.
Look.Gaze.Stare.Calculate.Cry...

To be touched against my will, does that make me...
To groom the wolf with bloody hands, does that...

Dancing with her shattered dreams,
She prances on the jagged pieces...

Starting to climb a mountain,
I fell from before...

Heavy lids lift the weight,
Peer out into the nothing...

First there is intention,
Then elation...

The evening of your reign my queen,
Is drawing ever near...

By the light of the moon,
Sleeping Ugly in dress of snow...

Sleeping Ugly in innocent sleep,
Defenceless as she slumbers deep...

Sleeping Ugly slumbers in her bed of thorns,
Nightmares - Not dreams that haunt her every...

Granted the gift of immortality,
But to sleep forever more...