Stiletto Formal Murder At The Stiletto Formal Lyrics

Well, the night is young,
And so we dance to pierce this shameless statute,
And still I would love to be the suitor,
To kill the motion.

And when the dance in sanctioned masked derisions,
Bore their point to increase the blood flow of the
helpless.

And we part the waters of the dying,
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 is contrived,
So we fawn in time,
To negate this collapse of values,
Until I fall tonight.

But their one of the same breed,
And no, this is the same one,
That would cast down its cries before the latent gown,
But this dying youth has been burnt, sold, and whored
to death, With blood lingering upon the hands of the crown.

And this beautiful waltz is contortion,
And with your breath upon my neck,
The contrails dissolve our correlated steps.

Oh, my beautiful one!
This love, we can never know...

And the stalker longs to bathe the lovers,
In the BLOOD OF SAINTS!

And 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 the footsteps in the courtyard."
I'll die with you tonight.

And tonight, we're the last ones,
But the symphony is contrived,
And we'll fawn in time,
To negate this collapse of values,
Until I fall tonight.