Well I guess this is my fairytale life
no-one told me what to hope for
now despondent I wait to disappear
silently I've stirred this slumber
with no stars left here to dream under
the artist burns his canvas from the frame
(Chorus)
Torpor love
Enamored only of
Opulent Despair
Guess this is my fairytale

welcome to my fairytale life
some may tell you how I've gave up
but in truth I was lost when I began
drown my eyes in maladic sadness
dress me in grey and white opulence
don't cry for me now I am already gone

(Chorus)

(Poem in the middle)
Dry my eyes and paint my ending
Opulent Despair
Cast my mask and count me only
Enamored of romantic tragedy
Breath into me and immortalize my wound
In cold grey marble
Bleed me so that my colour may return
And leave me healed
I've lived my life in recycled metaphor
Melancholy, emphatic
Dream of me in Illustrious Frailty
And in your moment before cessation
Know me as I was.

Well I guess this was my fairytale life
No-one understood just what I dreamed of
And in the end it was as simple as it seamed.