You know my silence can be bought.
For it's your father thar I fear.
If it weren't for him,
I would always be near.
But for now, in the shadows.
I will wait,
restless, with every breath,
I anticipate,
Juliet, take my hand.
I can take us somewhere,
where no man
can tell us what to do.
Escape with me, on death's
sweet symphoney.
Hold my hand,
I'll be the one who can,
show you the light.
Far from,
the past of our lives.
With the blood on our knives,
we'll run,
so far.
-They'll never be able to catch us-
-Chorus-
So forever, my precious angel,
your skin will be sweet and soft.
Cold and pale.
But there's a catch,
this does entail;
Rotting flesh can be replaced.
With out an element, nor trace.
All we need is a needle and some lace.
There won't be trace,
people will only see your never ending grace.
-Breakdown-
People will only see your never ending grace!
Your- grace!
It is not my place,
to bring such disgrace to our familes,
-and I wont.-
Every limb I will sew,
every bone,
broke back into place.
Every crack in your face,
I will replace.
Your beauty will never be out of place.
You'll never have to hide your face.
We can be together,
and no one can stop us!
So escape your father's clutches,
quickly draw your hood,
to the forest we must go.
One last time,
I'll make sure you understood.
-Chorus-
So forever, my precious angel,
your skin will be sweet and soft.
Cold and pale.
But there's a catch,
this does entail;
Rotting flesh can be replaced.
With out an element, nor trace.
All we need is a needle and some lace.
There won't be trace,
people will only see your never ending grace.
We shall grow old for eternity.
When our wounds fester,
and our flesh falls,
we shall dance forever,
to the skeleton symphony!
-Guitar solo-
-Drum solo-
[Yeah. Latin]
Ut nex adveho. (When violent death comes)
Pro umquam signum. (Forever sealed)
In perpetuus vita. (Upon unbroken life)
Oh, Juliet, don't weep.
For there's nothing in the night
that can creep,
quite like you and I.
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