Curse Of The Virgin Canvas

Alesana · The Emptiness [2010]

I am here to tell you a story

A story that will torture your thoughts by day

And poison your dreams by night

And though i will do my best,

There are no words that can be written

Nor brush strokes laid on canvas that can describe

This dark and utter horror of the night that Annabel died

The emptiness will haunt you



This is a nightmare

Is my annabel really gone?

Why have i stopped my day oh,

I find it hard to breathe

Her body teases me

As the sun reveals the dawn

Her smile reflects the gold

I kissed a sharp painful lie



Baby, lay in my arms

And cuddle me close

Soon this will be

Just an awful memory

(Will I ever be able to sleep again?)



My angel, lie to me

And tell me im dreaming

(Please wake me up, please wake me)

A feel like you will always be

Such a tragic part of me

(I'll watch to see you torture me)



I watch the blood drip

From the corners of your mouth

The watch seems vicious for me

I'll frown and slit your throat



I'm starting to believe

What my eyes are seeing now

Eyes look so beautiful

And you know what I'll be now



Baby, lay in my arms

And cuddle me close

Soon this will be

Just an awful memory

(Will I ever be able to sleep again?)



My angel, lie to me

And tell me I'm dreaming

(Please wake me up, please wake me)

A feel like you will always be

Such a tragic part of me

(I'll watch to see you torture me)



Sweet, raffish

It will be

Mine

It will be

Done



Empty eyes accuse

A face so evil

I'm coming undone

The mirror says it all

Eclipse and story

Of innocence lost

Empty eyes accuse

A face so evil

I'm coming undone



I said look at me my real angel

Abyss, I know, I will speak against you

Fly, forgive me

My one, I see, never say you know

Never for me, though it was for you

Fly me, monster



Such an awful memory

(Will I ever be able to sleep again?)



My angel, lie to me

And tell me I'm dreaming

(Please wake me up, please wake me)

A feel like you will always be

Such a tragic part of me

(I'll watch to see you torture me)



Sweet, raffish

It will be

Mine

It will be

Done



(A mirror never lies

They know, everybody knows

Do you not see what they see?

A mirror never lies

I see what they see

Everybody knows, everybody knows)