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 walls 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 are

In my eyes I am yours, Such a paleness I adore
With a heart that’s 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 scream

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”

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

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 you alibi,
The antidote of your demise
In lacerated lullabies,
We all fall down.