There was a tailor and his wife
He thought he had a life but then
He felt it slowly slipping away
So when he tried to rebuild what he had
He felt rage, and lust, and lost all humanity

Angel
Falling from the clouds
Would you love me the same
If my heart was to blame?
Would you love me?
Do you love me?

Beacon of solace
Teller of fibs
I felt nothing but the steel
Trapped inside of my ribs
And he twists and turns
It's cold but it burns
And it drips down slowly
Like the tears of my love

And it drips down slowly like the tears of my love

I thought the pain of my loss would surely end
Now I'm screaming
Not again!
Not again!
Not again!

Holding still
But I still feel nothing
Hollow words that once meant something
"I'm sorry I couldn't be devoid of emotion"

Let us in!
Let us in!
Let us in!
Bring me to realize the fool that I've been

Let me die
As she dies
Look me in the eyes
Was there ever any truth in your lies?

You foolish boy
You're the reason she's dead
You took life with the blood on your hands
Lost light give you agony
You're the reason my life's been reduced to a fallacy

The devil knocks and I scream her name
"Lavender! "
Charlotte, my love, I'm sorry I am to blame

Holding still
But I still feel nothing
Hollow words that once meant something
"I'm sorry I couldn't be devoid of emotion"


Voices like the walls in my head in the halls
I sought for vengeance blindly
Now my sanity will fall
Now death is looming near
But I'm locked outside the gates screaming
God let me in!
Let me in!
Let me in!

Let us in!
Let us in!
Let us in!
Open my throat and give the tailor your sin

I never knew that such evil existed
I always thought that the devil was a metaphor
For profoundly immoral and malevolent happenings