Beauty of Betrayal (The Melancholy of Despair Suite I)
The calling of grace in her name;
It’s rosary romance or eternal flame?
Glamour and courage forever tamed,
Submitted by heart in her webs of chains.
Your indifference is the blow,
which pierces my heart and spills my blood on the virgin snow.
To admire is an act of cowardice,
Yet no one on earth can escape from this.
Oh, what an unexpected twist.
Who you love is just a hypocrite,
You are only a rook on his fingertips.
Deceived and captivated, enslave your soul and your lips.
The dream to the legend of Lancelot,
Yet stumbled in front of the crafted plot.
Conspiracy and the assassin's shot,
Delivers death and leaves my corpse to rot.