HELENA


If I cut off your arms and cut off you legs would you still love me anyway?
If you're bound and gagged, draped and displayed would you still love me anyway?
Why don't you love me anyway?
Why don't you love me anyway?

Cutting with a knife, blood is spilling everywhere
She will be my wife
Secondary spine, incisions must be accurate
I know just what to do
My hands are trembling I can't spare to slip up with this knife

Her beauty so illogical the beast come gliding in
Hideous chameleon she's stripped down to her skin
Dance to the burning flame
Pleasure exhumes the pain
The night bursts into flame
Dance Helena, Dance

If I cut off your arms and I cut off your legs would you still love me anyway?
There's a spot on the floor where your limbs used to be
and I close the door on my fantasies

Why don't you love me anyway?
Why don't you love me anyway?
Why don't you love me anyway?
Why don't you love me anyway?
Helena!

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