Kamelot

She was so kind to me
She sang her little shadow song
And I could not resist it
Bitter blood, come sing along
With your hand upon the bible
Would you swear that is the truth?
(The whole truth and the truth alone)
If she had only shut her mouth
Shattered memories of quiet cold rejection
A careful devil's irony in pure perfection
In pure deceit
You ask me
Was it all I had to tell?
Was it all I could recall?
Know that I broke her neck
A twisted china white visage