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.