Cold be my name, deadly be my shame

She paves gold, this road

I smell her, she is close....
My sweet crimson rose....
Her kiss, a deadly overdose
her lips flooded by a ruby red shine....
Sweet as summer wine.....
To insult her beauty, tis a crime...
Sentence is death.... I feel her every breath

Crawling in my neck... is that you my love, is that you... in my bed...
Allas... tis not.... twas not meant be... her and me....
Cry and weep did we... leave did she...
Her phantasm haunts the walls of my chamber... i softly linger, chasing ghosts and dreams....
could you hear the screams..... of pain... of sadness and of joy... i was meant to be her toy... silly silly boy tis i who is annoyed...
She flees, tries to fly....it will then be time for her...to die... Yet flee did she... something i didst see, and pierce her, did my fiery wrath, fall did she... in a bath... of blood, hers...
I hold her face in both my hands...
a crystal tear runs down her cheek, it looks like one of the many stars that paint this cold night... filled with sorrow and fright
Her lips i did kiss.... undone was she....defiled was he... i realized...we were never meant to be... and hereby i end my hunt and killing spree.... a woman so many... slain by my hand....
yet it was only her kiss i did simply demand.... Cold is my name... deadly and awfull is my shame