Who are you, beautiful sinner?
Lips red as the rose,
Skin pale as the moonlight,
And eyes as blue as winter,
As cool as ice.
You decieve the deeds you have made,
With those who were dear to you,
And burnt them to ashes.
You took those ashes,
And threw them into the seas of sins.
Who are you, beautiful sinner?
Consumed by the flames of lust.
Your innocent soul shattered by the darkness.
Pink innocence turns into red blood,
Flooding the floor.
Waters freeze,
Like your topaz blue eyes.
You break every soul's heart,
You scar them for life.
Who are you, beautiful sinner?
Tell me who you are,
And why you are here.