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Her youthful flush color had drained from her much like the very blood from her veins on the bed in which she lied Such a foul image for one to behold In some twisted way it seemed to only enhance her exquisite beauty Like a lilly on a grave I have failed Once again I have let her down My poor, sweet Annabel You trusted in me, you gave me your love, your soul Now I fall to my knees in front of the man who took you from me I fall pathetic, defeated, I will be with you again so soon my love, so very soon Eyes of an angel bathe me and I'll be damned if he thinks he can stop me now Woman's Voice: Sweetheart, darling Turn around, it's me Follow my voice Everything's going to be ok My love, everything will be fine It's all over now |