Maria: Abort Chosen - Best Dress for a Princess

Best dress, perfume - her name was youth.
She is blessed. Each day is last.
Forever blessed.
Closet, cocaine, no time - no doubt.
Live your life like it is last,
For the self till the end.
White powder - posession.
She want an explosion.
Explosion.

...She is dead...

This world is the show,
She played like nobody.
Youth and death
Embraced in waltz
With no retreat.
With no regret.
It's her fate.
Lush her face,
Even when roses are black.

She need no confessor.
No, no, no confessor...
Confessor...
She need no confessor...
Confessor...

This Earth is a grave.
Put 'n the body.