You're a beautiful doll isolated in beauty.
Fragile, rare, you're perfection to me.
I want to keep you from the world.
You're the angel I treasure, a beautiful girl.

I would feel elation merely admiring you.
But I want to have you, I want this love to be true.
Being with you is my heaven, watching you through glass my hell.
Lost in my obsession, I'll steal you for myself.

Carve my name into your skin to make you mine.
Stain your pale skin red to make it shine.
I'll lay beside you on a bed of death.
And feel the last bit of life on your breath.

Your blood as red as the tragic roses.
Lay you to sleep on a bed of corpses.
Admire you vainly as you fall.
I pick up the pieces of my broken doll.