Love was an afterthought of war;
War was the hope of grudge.
Juliet, what’ve you done to Romeo?
- Drama is just a better judge.

Entrapped by her shadow you followed the light –
Soft misty magic illuminated your dance.
Mindlessly you loved, impatiently shared
And emotion too vivid to be torn from yourself.
And when she’s gone, silence screams…

Leave now, let perfection be
- the King of Cats does not obey.
One word, one fate, furious tale
- it’s time to end the spell.

He should not have even poisoned your eyes:
The other side of your blood loathed his name.
He was a potion you drank and never put down;
Romeo was a question, you were the question mark.
And when he’s gone, silence screams…

Leave now, let perfection be
- the King of Cats does not obey.
One word, one fate, furious tale
- it’s time to end the spell.

Love was a petal of hatred;
Hatred – the high power.
Romeo, what’ve you done to Juliet?
Life’s only as deep as dagger.