Oh lips, sweet and gently quivering
Cease your heart pained shivering...

I wear the crown
Of a blood bathed prince...

Drowning in the flowers,
Where once you shed for me...

I went to see her dance one day,
In the fluorescent flower fields of May...

From a tower of despair,
that scars the sky...

Once upon a dreamy night,
with blank snow fallen thick...

Painting flowers white,
the faerie wish upon this bitter night...

Burning fires,
burning lives...

Sundown flares in fragmented smiles,
masterpieces broken, though not unspoken...

Thy eyes are blind but I can see,
the snowflakes glistening on the trees...

Pour salt on funeral fires,
manequettes strung by devilish wires...

Silenc'd, by dreary skies of Love's night,
wander, bewildered, in galleries of moonlight...