[bad word] miwband]

Now what have I [bad word] 
 It's more black in my heart.
 Than the ice in your lungs.

 Hail elegance as we revel in the lust of pure [bad word] 
 "Miss Cadaverous", let me light the darkness in your eyes.

 I am yours.
 Like the stillness of a corpse.
 With a heart bound by ache
 Though it doesn't beat it breaks.

 I am cursed

 I sew my eyes shut just to sleep.
 We're caught in all the webs we weave
 No sonnet for the recently deceased.
 They lie awake just to hear you scream

 Strip the world and paint it [bad word] black
 Now what have you [bad word] 
 You once felt like home
 Now a ghost in the fog.

 The funeral song of misery was played on keys of ivory
 "Miss Cadaverous", show me who you really [bad word] are

 In my eyes I am yours
 Such a paleness I adore
 With a heart bound by pain
 Though it doesn't beat it breaks

 I am cursed

 I sew my eyes shut just to sleep.
 We're caught in all the webs we weave
 No sonnet for the recently deceased.
 They lie awake just to hear you...

 Right here, right now
 Burn it [bad word] down
 Oh what a mess I have made of my life

 "His arms are around me,
 His tongue in my eyes"
 Hide my face from the light
 "The Spider man is having me for dinner tonight"

 I am cursed

 Now go back to the start, I still hear her voice
 But she's lost in the fog

 I sew my eyes shut just to sleep.
 We're caught in all the webs we weave
 No sonnet for the recently deceased.
 They lie awake just to hear you scream

 Strip the world
 And paint it [bad word] black

 Your "love" is just a frail disguise
 To hide the pain behind your eyes
 In Lacerated lullabies

 We all fall down
 Your "love" is just your alibi
 The antidote of your demise
 In lacerated lullabies
 We all fall down.