Abigail's Ghost Annie Enemy
Burned the photographs
Started walking away from the yesteryear
Mistress bound and gagged
Decorating the tiles with a rosy smear
One sweet moment
Tabs to tranquilize
Reason taking its toll on a nervous fear
Broken champagne glass
Here’s to whispering lies in her severed ear
One sweet moment in crime
Retribution
Getting thorazine
Intravenously
Move around unseen
Pseudonymity
Put the past to bed
New identity
And all the papers read
“Annie Enemy”
Sealed his lips in wax
With the bride and the groom from their wedding cake
A man so scared of truth
Would only lie at the floor of a nearby lake
Left a calling card
Held in place on the wall with a splintered bone
Any time she likes
She can watch them again on her camera phone
