• Awake, oh sleeping beauty your fingers bleeding. What are you dreaming of? Perhaps your prince will slay the witch that cursed the spindal. the spindal that you pricked your finger on.But what takes him so long? your starting to fade away. just like the crimson red rose under the weeping willow. The judas tree weaps for thee. My love still sleeps, yet the flames wont die.

    Why wont these feelings die? I know that you wont free me from the shackles of pain. they leave bleeding marks on my wristes. Yet your heart remains with her... the beauty sleeping in the tower, her fingers still bleeding. So go my love I cannot stop you, you will never be mine. So awaken her with your kiss. Then lay a crimson red rose by her head. oh my love, you were too late. The dear sleeping beauty has faded into death.