The Tragedy Lyrics

She was everything,
her scent was his air.
For the first time
his life was complete.

That day he came home early from work
with a flower in his hand,
a little silly thing to show
she was always in his mind,
was always in his heart.

The door's already opened.

The tragedies of life,
get back free will,
breaking time to find yourself,
exhort the chill.
The tragedies of life,
the worst of fears,
splinters crashing to the ground
like cristal tears.

Some strange noises filled the air,
male clothing on the floor;
the flower fell near them.

His world collapsed

He come out silently,
waiting for the other to go away,
then went back in the house.
She was smiling tenederly.

The tragedies of life,
get back free will,
breaking time to find yourself,
exhort the chill.
The tragedies of life,
the worst of fears,
splinters crashing to the ground
like cristal tears.

He beat her with his hand.
She was so stunned.
Then she cryed out her remorse.
He beat her with more force.

His world existed no more,
so better finish it with that whore.
He put her on the bed,
handcuffed her hands,
said I love you for the last time
and with a knive he cut that throat!

(Thanks to Bleeding Mascara for these lyrics)