Is it at all possible for one to feel
The long, lasting beauty of a stronger will
That finds a death knocking at their hardened door

As a bullet blasts and kills, one on the floor
Tell me that blood painted a picture of hate
As an unfortunate lover met his fate

As the sad concubine screams and runs swiftly
A weapon of sweet revenge under her dome
The rain and downpour rushed upon her head

As her new husband lay in their bed awaiting
What could she be contemplating as she slips
Through the moonlight a murderess' silent screams

She still sees the eyes of her angel, he grabs her hand
The rain baptized the earth; the blood soaked the carpet
She sits and stared at the man in the bed, beware!

So fair and white his skin unshaven with stuble
She examined every inch of his frame, what a shame?
The man who she wanted to birst her bubble

As she pulled the pistol from her purse, to understand
Had not been a part of her daily routine
Decided it was time, for her partner to be cleaned

For the pistol was still warm inside her red satin purse
The private detective gave her all the photos
Had she been seen as she fled the treacherous scene

In a place somewhere for deserving thugs
As a brown beetle just crawled up a rug
The flies began to eat the flesh began to stink

As she returned to the room where she loved
As she returned to the room where she sinned
The flies began to eat the flesh began to stink

As she began to think; what she had done
The flies began to eat the flesh began to stink
Cocked the revolver and blasted her husband

As she layed there waiting for morning...
Trying to figure out where to dump the bodies!
So macabre to be so insecure, the blood dripped

As she saw a red winged angel flying past
Now wondered if she had seen a bird as she knealt,
No angel would protect a killer, as she fled

On the floor a new image spelling "Forgive"
She then removed his shoes and kissed his feet!
As another Jesus has succomb to hate!

So she murdered her husband and lover
Her motive, the nude pictures of the two men
In each other's arms, invovled in gay love

As she tossed their photos into the hollow earth
Yellow rose bushes she planted atop their graves
She slipped into her mansion, where awaits another...

She insisted trees were to be planted at the site
The gardeners prepared a long narrow ditch
However the trees would be planted by others

Can the macabre be beautiful?
She removes the shoes of her new beau
As they began their love making!

"Where had you gone?" He asked!
Had to walk among the yellow rose gardens
As the moonlight hits their velvet petals

As her shoes were soiled with earth
He began to smile and say,
"Oh! What a romatic you are my sweet!"

And where he lay an oriental carpet below
Once dripped blood in the image of "forgive"
As she turned her head, how could he know

For hours before her new beau's return
A hollow grave she covered, the full moon burned
Large yellow rose bushes soft and mellow glowed

Oh walk among the vibrant yellow roses
Beneath the earth as two stiffs do pose..
In a mansion, above two in sweet repose