Won't you have a little bite Of the poison apple, my dear?
Always the picture of composure, While underneath, a lonely smile crumbles Forever, I dance in sync With this masquerade of solidarity
I worship you with everything I am, all that I have My scarlet goddess, Always tempting me to follow you into death
Crimson goddess screams her fury, Scarlet flames flaring from the frigid ground And lapping at the gold washed skyline
Scarlet flame dances A wisp born from lost embers Illuminate night