Zealous love leaves
Your dead soul in shreds
Xenophobic worlds unite
When you open the door to save her from herself.
Vows, they are almost never true
Unbroken they weigh you down, when broken they kill you
Truth is, my friend, life is an absolution
Sorrow, its favorite redemption
Rare is a love that lasts forever
Queer is the love that you have for her
Promised her the best you can give
Offered her a beautiful world unlived
Nothing remains now, on this side of the wall
Many a heart have been broken this fall
Life’s lost its meaning this side of paradise
Knives remain, to cut through the lies
Jealousy, often sadistic and strange
Is the perfect weapon for revenge
Hope has a whole new meaning in the red
Gory details narrated on the bed
Fairy tales often end this way
Emphatic love crumbling at the end of a long day
Decaying promises fill up the foul in the room
Creaking bed spells out the screams of doom
Beautiful, she looks in this sea of red,
Annabel, my beloved, is dead.