Murder At The Stiletto Formal

Well,
the night is young and so we dance to peirce this shameless statute, still I would love to be the suitor and kill the motion.
And when the dance in sanctioned masked derisions bore their point to increase the bloodflow of the helpless.
We part the waters of the dieing and their organs are the rapids. The dance hall's sinking, we will not lie here. Tonight we're the last ones but the symphony's contrived. So we fawn in time to negate this collapse of values until I fall tonight. But I am the same breed, no this is the same one that would cast down its cries before the latent gown. But this dieing youth has been birthed, sold and whored to death with blood lingering on the hands of the crown. And this beautiful waltz is contortion. With your breath upon my neck the contrails dissolve our correlated steps. Ohh my beautiful one, this love we can never know. The stalker longs to bathe the lovers in the blood of saints.These dead convictions are deserted so just drown the survivors and hang the last children as a sign to all who oppose the kingdom. "They will come for you as well","I hear footsteps in the courtyard" ,"So then I'll die with you tonight!" Tonight we're the last ones but the symphony's contrived. So we fawn in time to negate this collapse of values until I fall tonight.