Louise Patricia Crane - Isolde

Sublimation is a ruse
Caress of steel and foes seduced
Denigration hides the truth
In servitude to the devil in you

Rumination turning blue
Irreverent and tragically you
Deviation from the fools
Stripped by eyes across the room

For the last time velvet kiss
Velvet kiss is mine
Yes if their good word's taken hold
It's a knife to pride

For the last time
Don't believe
Don't believe a word
Forget all the names you sang
In to the blackened night

(I meant it when I told you)
Don't believe