Habeas Corpus کے بول

stabwounds will take their toll murderer with her smile and as an afterthought she kept the heart he gave her beauty can be so cruel she once swore him forever to make good on her word ensured he'd never leave her she lies and whispers loving words he lay bleeding on this floor a sigh a kiss will end his pain and (she) drives the blade deeper still come closer to me crimson streaks the pale skin of her face from the spray of blood from his throat his eyes ever questioning why she swore never to leave him