Her eyes are wide, she can't believe what she sees
Her mouth is open, amazed at what she's done...

The night was a dark curtain
The moon was a full bright disk...

Every day I'm waiting
For a tap on my door...

Her vein is punctured from her razor:
Her blade savior...

Mirror, mirror, tell me why
the image you show makes me cry...

D espresion, anxiety, a pain beyond beleif
E ternal abjectness, never fading...

Exquisite is an understatement
Refinement, bloom and charm...

The blood rolls down her colorless cheek
Her body's week...

Her face was cold, pale
Her life was slipping away...

As I lie in the fatal stance
Clutching my abjected heart...

"You're beautiful, child,"
he spoke to her...