charming-murderess

    The Queen stands and stares in all her splendor Her sweet and crooked smile could hide her horrors Expensive shoes and dresses to sustain her glamour All these things concealed her wicked contour The Queen’s husband was the King And oh he was great and mighty They also had a daughter; the Princess She had the beauty of a divinity The Queen forbids for her to play Oh that cruel rotten Queen! The Princess weeps and inside she stays Sheds all her woes and tears unseen The Princess, ever so delightful Smiles and waves to all their subjects Yet her heart that’s kept in the cold and dark Has still not lost its prospect

A tale of horror in all others’ sight A dying hope and menace in light Comfort he brings and warms my nights No sign of a shiver nor of fright Love is all in its color Full of shine and glamor But all who’s scared to view its contour Love is nothing but a tale of horror

    Those used to be my lips The one you’re kissing That used to be my bed Where she’s sleeping My clothes used to hang there Where her cheap ones hang now I used to be the one you cook for But now you’re dining out We cannot turn back yesterday And never could we last for eternity So turn around, hide your dismay Hold on to the last strings of your sanity I never meant to hurt you Just wanted you to bleed Never much enjoyed watching you But I do, just a little bit So now you look at me Your eyes wide and mouth ajar I’m sorry dear, I can’t control my jealousy I never knew we could get this far

I take a bite at the poison apple I suddenly start to fall What a shame What a horror Clock strikes twelve and I runaway Leaving my slippers made of glass I watch behind me and I look away Will we see each other in another day? A kiss of love I yearn For a kiss of love I wait When will I ever learn? There is nothing to debate I remain asleep in tangled heartstrings Waiting for my prince to wake me Reality dawns; reveals its ugly bearings He will never come to save me It’s too soon to give up But it’s too late to hope I remain lifeless and sleeping But there you are trying to cope Don’t bother, my sweet, don