Now we can see Romeo whispering words
of love yet again.

His eyes a shadow of red,
His hands as smooth as protruding stones.

Blood ooze out as each word is
sung from his lips.
As for his smiles,
You'd wonder what it's like to kiss.

One note at a time he plays,
One word at a time he says.
For each is a step that he takes,
Closer is the time for you to pay.

"Come to me", he urges
In his arms shall he wrap you in.
So tight that there's no escape,
You're trap and that is the end.

For there is no need to tell
About the moment Juliet fell.
Or how deep was his fangs,
That pierced through her veins.

Just remember the tongue
That whispers love yet again.