Sweet poison
Glazes thy lips, making them bittersweet
Those lips once warm and tender on mine
Now lifeless and cold to the touch
Oh what ill timing, for him to die as I awake
His breaths to shallow as mine deepen
His dagger lays upon the floor
Bloodied from my betrothed
How shall I live without my Romeo
Oh I cannot
Sweet dagger end this pitiful life
So I can be with my Romeo once more.