Hist! tragedy awakes Her lament shakes lunacys gates and tears the ribbon twixt their fates Malevolence by human hands wiped out the seal of innocence as life extincts within his gaze the lustre yields his face yet more drama lies in dormant state a desperate deed gave her the key to abolish all inanity insentient but saturnine, she sipped from poisoned wine it´s the redemption of flesh, a sensual danse of resurrection so revere the end, for farewell means true revelation Ah what sweet void appears and no more fears, no more tears to bear gentle flows of pale tender silk take forth all pain from her at last ...but through the dim haze craves her past death just could not salvage thus it is not the final gate and once again came these terrible nightmares... Existence flickered weak in the presence of decay yet she longed for his warming embrace shivering spirits bound by the absence of life no reunion was granted to them this wicked and naked truth tasted so fell cruel solitude came to her turning all hopes into hell and finally she found others like her suicide princesses failed to be heard chimed in to her elegy of wounded wrists and true love sing with me the last song of our kind because we are all dust in her childish hands...