My lady you are beautiful.... Please take this rose. It glows with an aura, almost as bright as yours. Ah, tell me your name, please let me see your face. But I am deaf and blind to them. Why? Why am I forbidden?
Ah! My love! On this day, are we to be married? Even from behind, I can tell you are beautiful! Ah... I see and feel your aura, it is like that of an Angel's.... Such pure light.... Oh please let me see your face? I hold in my hand, the band that represents our promise. Till death do us part, they say. Ah your hair beautiful... But your face, I am blind to, once again....
My angel, I fight this war for you! My friends they are being killed right before my eyes. Please wait for me.... As I lay on sands, my visions blurs, All I can do is stare at your picture. I wipe my blood from your beautiful portrait.
My love where are you? Where have you gone? I have come back. The stories I have to tell you! My love? My love.....? All I see is a bloody dagger, on the ground, and a crying man and woman is all I hear. They say that their daughter has taken her own life. With that dagger, she slew her own heart. But to their daughter's name they cry out to, but I am deaf it it. Could it be that it is you...?
It's not right, it's not fair. I come to holy ground, where many loved ones are interred. But I see not other cenotaph, but yours. Dearly Beloved is all it says. But what is this? A rose... No.... Could it be? The rose of my confession? Why, it has grown! It's tenrils go deep.
Ah my dearly beloved... The tendrils they creep all over me.... Their thorns, cut me deep. Oh God! The darkness... My love save me, please save me...
I don't want to be in the dark. I don't want to be in the dark. I don't want to be in the dark....
I awake to see myself in this room. What is this place? It's empty. It's cold. It's a purgatory....? Wait! At a distance I see a somebody... Is it you my love? A bloody curdling scream resounds from with that person.
As I run towards that person. I see... I see... It is you! Why are you dressed in your wedding gown? Ah you are beautiful..... But I wish to see your face.... However you probably have cloaked it. No matter.... My love turn around and look at me! I am here. You fall in my arms with such grace.....
God be merciful! The dagger! But, crimson fluids they make you all the more beautiful.... But I cannot lose you again. Wait for me, my love!
Let us meet death together! For, Death is the Road to Awe!
As I plunge the cold blade into my heart.... I feel no pain, but everything turns to darkness. God! No! Not Now! Deliver us from this Oblivion!
My love you have risen! Though I cannot see your face! I see your eyes! Your hands..... Why do they unsheath the knife from my heart?
The Dearly beloved's face is now revealed. Her face crawled with maggots and worms. Her eyes bloody red from rage. Her flesh rotted to the bone. As soon she withdrew the dagger from the man's heart she quickly plunged it back into his body. Into his eyes, his throat, ripped out his tongue. A bloody scene.
All can be heard is the man's maniacal laughs and bloody curdling screams.
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