Your beauty and your youth first caught my eye,

Your innocence a fire to my flame,

I knew that soulful gaze could never lie,

I knew, within my heart, you felt the same.


You looked at me and wanted to repay

For precious art and feelings yet unspoken,

You kissed me with a passion to convey,

You turned about and left my self quite broken.


I watched your base obsessions ruin your soul,

I saw my art destroyed by morbid sin,

I urged you, then, to make your spirit whole,

But just enraged the evil fiend within.


And yet I loved you even when your knife

Cut through my skin and stole away my life.