annabell sits at her window gazing at the autumn sky prays that christ will come and save her soul drifting out into the garden holding close to father s shame fighting back the bitter ages song oh annabell when will you see there s nothing left inside at dawn we dream promises of love forever hand and hand into the fields curses prey upon a heart so young everything she s ever wanted clinging to his velvet lies anything to take away the pain on and on into the season waiting for his serenade ghosts will dance for one last crimson kiss cast away times endless circle haunting statues in a spell tears of blood betrayed by mornings light