Beauty is red blood running
And the darkness of your soul
Beauty is your mind so cunning
I am forever yours
Beauty is red blood running
And the darkness of your soul
Beauty is your mind so cunning
I am forever yours
Beauty is you, my gothic princess
And the fear your presence inspires
Beauty is your black hair all in a mess
My love for you never tires
And beauty is your body in death
And the pale cold look on your face
And beauty is me dead next to you
We’re off to our own special place
~’Till death do us part, and not even then~