I see you playing with childish grace
That same naive look upon your face  You're a temptress, maiden in disguise
his dark abusive hands made you to realize
Down down down you go
Into the unconscious full of woe
Eyes bring tears and food relieve too bad it's a deadly treat
Ah too bad you took the bait now below lies your fate
No matter how much of it you fear
You will return each year
To the darkness and what it brings
Until you finally emerge a queen
Your crown will be of ****** thorns
Throne a seat of menacing storms
From this blackness your beauty shines
Beauty was in sadness the whole time