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His body's slim and slender, white skin and jet black hair
His touch sends shivers down your spine
His smile's a rope round your neck, an invisible snare
His voice immortal and his whispered words divine

His deep dark stare is an eternal endless maze
With echoed secrets of his ghastly mental cell
There's a glimpse of his mind reflected in his gaze
Of a fallen angel, trapped in hell

As fair as the rosebud, as innocent too
Enchanting your thoughts with his charms
Your eyes seem to stick to his body like glue
You just want to be dead in his arms

'Cause he'll never want you honey, unless your skin is cold as ice
He doesn't like the redness of your cheeks
Your limbs are way too soft, my dear, you're smelling way too nice
As long as you are breathing, you're not the girl he seeks

His mouth will never touch yours, unless your lips are dry and blue
He'll love you if you're on the other side
Sweetheart, you know there's only one thing you can do
Die and rot, and you will be his bride