B^ete Noire
Lust displayed trust betrayed

Altar boy's candle waxes cold

little girl lured loses pearl

innocent bleeds foretold
He hides neath sodden sheet

praying pain to flee

never more an open door

vows secrets none to see
She lies still embalmed in bluish chill

stainless tray arrays fateful plight

Mama weeps as reality beats

truth be told this night
Keep your eyes peeled to the lies

trust comes heavy marred

lest we slip into his trip

regret comes late with b^ete noire