The day was nearly over, they were hosin' down the halls
When they caught sight of her body in the rushes and mud
She lay where she had fallen, they had hunted high and low
Winter had come early, she'd been covered up by snow
It took an hour to cut her from the spot where she was found
A bright red velvet ribbon was tangled in her gown
Her skin was icy white, her veins were thin and blue
There was black ink on her fingers and blood inside her shoes
Destroying angels, a fatal kiss, bees made honey upon her lip
She was so pure, without a doubt, until the last red drop leaked out
Some days they are so shameful, no words for them exist
Everyone was tearful when they laid her in a crypt
I stood by the gravesite in my Sunday best
My sins and all my secrets burned like fat inside my chest
I could tell you that I loved her more than I could love myself
I swore that I would never harm a hair upon her head
But I stole her maiden beauty, she will never lie again
I stuffed her full of death caps and I killed my angel dead
Destroying angels, a fatal kiss, bees made honey upon her lip
She was so pure, without a doubt, until the last red drop leaked out
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