I fall down it's taken, my crown. Queen on the ground my eyes wide and round. Standing's no option my heart's already on auction. My gown is tainted in his lawful hatred. My throne is gone, for me, there is no dawn. He kneels, "are you okay?" he doesn't know, it is my last day. "Please, go", I cry as I convince myself to prevent us from 'one more try'.
I could never understand Cruelty of the heart Even when it loves So intensely.