Until Death Do Us Part

He knew he been deceived,

heartbroken one too many.

What he was to do, you wouldnt believe,

you could bet your last penny,

For the spy had came returning,

unveiling the evil truth

that Faith had been decepting,

for she was a sneaky little sleuth.

He wanted one last dance,

another meet with his love.

That one, final glance,

his hand in her glove.

He went unto his horse-drawn,

and off into the night.

He was to get there before dawn,

she was to be awakened with a fright.

He arrived up to her chamber,

stepping off his wagonette.

¨Oh, what a surprise my darling¨,

rising from her bassinet.

¨May I have this final dance?
before we part our separate ways?

At the peak of the Eiffel Tower,

it’ll be the last of our days.

¨But Daniel, what do you mean our last¨?

she cried out in despair.

But alas, he did not answer,

his fingers through her hair.

They met up at the tower,

before dusk could shift to dawn.

And they danced the night away,

tap-tap, tap-tap,

they danced the night away,

without the slightest of a yawn.

At last, he reached his pocket,

and loaded it, a round.

He grabbed her by her locket,

Faith fell onto the ground.

There he stood. There Daniel stood.

Stood there in a trance.

How could he kill her, kill her, kill her,

how could he kill her?

All alone in France.