That time was crystalline
Was polished and refined
Inside our house the windows
Gently opened wide
Spirited curtains danced
A waltz and whipped he breeze
But now I wake and there
Is no one here but me. and this

Blood in her gown
I have tried so hard to draw the horror out
I've tried. oh I've tried
But the crimson stains are loyal and devout
Your last words they shut me out
With mocking pride
So I cut the lock of your heart to come inside
Be it knife or song, don't doubt me wrong
My hands will feel the warmth
That once was inside my little gushing bride

Blood in her gown
Oh this night is ruined
I have torn it down
Oh I've tried
Lord, I've tried to dissolve
The horror deep into a drown
Your last words they shut me out
With mocking pride
So I cut the lock of your heart
To come inside
Be it knife or song, don't doubt me wrong
My hands will feel the warmth
That once was inside my little gushing bride

For once the sound of sparrows
Sealed the empty space
For once a human form brought
Something else than rage
For once my teeth did
Not draw blood so they could smile
For once my hands did
Hold instead of lashing out
But you took it all away
Yeah, you took it all away

Blood on her gown
I have tried so hard to draw the horror out
Oh I've tired and I've tried
To engender restoration of the white
But as night proceeds her solvent rain
It's become clear to me
This stain can never be
This stain will never be washed away