As the last leaves of autumn fell,
The melancholy in her soul chiseled my own.
Our fairytale of the darkest kind,
With haunting souls and demise.
In the midst of the night,
When the silence screamed so bright,
The grief engulfed me.
My heart gave away to her soulless eyes in front of me,
They reflected my own.
The beautiful scars you etched within,
The only part of me I'll call my own.
Driving the knife in deep,
You made the victim bleed.
Oh, how I wish it was me.
Crying on the grave you call your own,
I pulled the dagger and engraved together were both our souls.
Till death do us apart could never suffice,
A love like ours is fire or ice.
Our haunting demons and fallen angels,
Outcasts from hell and heaven,
But we found our home.
Your haunting eyes pierced my darkened soul,
Tried to hold you but you withered away,
In the pits of hell or skies above.
Leaving our story untold.
Our ghostly sins entwined together,
The odds forever against,
Our fate was already decided.
You were mine but that story's already been told.
