What have I done oh what have I done.
Murmors of fear,
Stabs of cold,
Oh what have I done?
She was nothing to me.
I acted out of anger, I acted for pation.
Oh what has she done?
Caused the end of my life.
I will not be the one to die tonight.
I will fight to my last breath.
So here I stand,
Arms wide open.
To embrace my fait.
Weather it be death, murder or prison.
Following her lead, we dance the dance of death.