a touch of poison seals my fate    the dawn echoes the night with my glory...the sun himself honors me       once king of roses, now lord of gold    blessed with the gift of gilded touch    the Gods themselves envy my hand    fate wields its knife to cut the thread       I curse the day my dream became my descent    suddenly I long for you, my only love       in my perfection I have no want    a folly as fatal as sin...    yet eyes still glint with greed untold    ...has now become the end of me       I curse the day my dream became my descent    suddenly I long for you, my only love       have I not earned this, the gift of beauty within?    how selfish were the Gods to keep their riches from my rightful treasure?    I truly have become one of them...my fatal flaw       oh yeah! Ive got her hook, line, and sinker!    thanks to me, shes her own new necklace!    now shes good as gold!       I curse the day my dream became my descent    suddenly I long for you, my only love       ...cut the thread...