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Her youthful flush color had drained from her much like the very blood from her veins
on the bed in which she lied Such a foul image for one to behold
In some twisted way it seemed to only enhance her exquisite beauty
Like a lilly on a grave I have failed
Once again I have let her down My poor, sweet Annabel
You trusted in me, you gave me your love, your soul
Now I fall to my knees in front of the man who took you from me
I fall pathetic, defeated, I will be with you again so soon my love, so very soon
Eyes of an angel bathe me and I'll be damned if he thinks he can stop me now
Sweetheart, darling Turn around, it's me
Follow my voice Everything's going to be ok
My love, everything will be fine It's all over now