No More Flowers for Corpse Bride

So, everyone see, she breaks the wall, 
Salvation brings her on the darkest wings 
She looking for forsaken words, 
Cause her love is clear 
Her colder blood will feed this ground, 
Runs from empty veins 
This story comes around, rise up 
From the darkest grave 

You feel anger! 

Your abode, this wretched abyss, 
You lay on that, on those stolen fears 
This suffering is not for you, cause your place is here 
This wedding ring, your present that 
Bring you back to life, 
This story comes around, rise up 
From the darkest grave 

Sorry bride, but it’s too late! It’s too late! It’s too late! 
Sorry bride, but it’s too late! It’s too late! It’s too late! 

Keep this night, for rising sun, keep this night for rising sun, 

Stolen memories in empty hands, stolen memories of her last life, 

Listen bride, but it’s too late! It’s too late! It’s too late! 
Sorry bride, but it’s too late! It’s too late! It’s too late! 

Missis bride with smiling face, sleeps alone, sleeps alone, 
Missis bride from scary place, needs to love, needs to love 

You feel anger!