Stains of gore Ominous dark-red Traceries Coated the sullen walls Eerie painting so sinister Who's she to inspire me Could they ever comprehend? To please thy pride To feed thy smile Their souls will dash around the castle In wedding dress Immersed in pangs She greets her d**h Horror-struck Watching her blood to splash Shuddering As the axe reflects the candlelight Now it's time To let her know the truth Tear the bed-sheet off the bed To reveal thy awful charms To please thy pride To feed thy smile Her ghost will haunt our howling castle In wedding dress Immersed in pangs She greets her d**h Funeria, she won't be mine Dost thou behold this blood to flow? Beneath this all-absorbing Moon The piercing shrieks of horror Follow all the murders in my room Funeria, I'm only thine Thou art the only one for me Below the cerement of night Another maiden's slain. She's dead For thou art sovereign of my heart I'm sure thou shouldst be pleased at last So greet my bloody tribute now My axe will plunge and spill her blood The sweetest ichor to delight thy eye