Grim Love Story

They say there was a story of love
But like others it was forgotten for long
I hunt up it abandoned under thick sheet of dust
So, here is how it began

There was a boy who was born a prince
And meant to be a new king
People around seemed friendly and kind
But deeply inside they were haughty and vile

Keep your back straight, use forks and spoons right
Follow strict rules and don't play the fool
Once you bring us to shame
You will lose everything you ever claimed, bitch

They say there was a story of love
But like others it was forgotten for long
I hunt up it abandoned under thick sheet of dust
So, here is how it began

There was a girl who was conceived by occasion
And meant to die in a womb
Believe it or not
An umbilical cord was tied around her neck

Dear mother was a local slut
Stepfather was always drunk
And though they loved her so bad

She was doomed
To spend precious years of youth in a poky room
Filled by puke, piss, late evening screams, an alcohol-laden breath and fetid rats

18 years passed
At the night when heavy mist filled gloomy streets
They both heard a vulgar minuet of an one-handed pianist

Before folks started to whirl in a devilish dance
One bold young man caught their vulturine eyes

He went to the center of the marmoreal hall
By holding a glass of champagne
Indistinct whispers echoed off the walls
And he stately proclaimed

Ladies and gentlemen
I am highly glad you've come here tonight
Let me be honest and straight
There is the one who has now a key to my

Heart was pierced by a knife
First screams and fright
Then cheers and laughs
Her tears, his blood

People got horny, obsessed
With her dread and his death
The last kiss for the lover, au revoir
This night is so damn cold

Only hoots of owls
And howls of lonely wolves
Gently, purely sounded
When she was wandering through the woods

Twisted tree branches and timid moon rays
Tried to show her the way from the embrace of this serpentine maze
But shameless darkness
Clung to her stolen, tattered dress

She sat on the ground
Lost, frozen and completely broken

Fingers grew numb, all thoughts were mixed up
There was no more pain
As life in her eyes faded away

They continued to celebrate
They danced on their graves
Spread sperm on their faces
Spat in their mouths, pissed all around

Just as if nothing had happened
They went home and slept well

So, did they say there was a story of love
No, they impudently lied
Here is what the story about

There always were prisoners of circumstances, places and times
Some of them play these adorable games
While madmen are trying to break them in vain

Though this life is tough
It's better to die for what you love
Than choke down tears, silently shiver
And run like a coward in fear