The Royal Crown -Vs. - Blue Duchess

The Royal Crown - From Autumn to Ashes
Here you stand seething with guilt.
Silence only justifies this act of cowardice.
The look stapled on your face cries out for forgiveness,
the one thing that I cannot give you.
(Did you ever see that one person
and the way they do these things
and it hurts so much it's like choking.. choking?)
I can give you freedom from your guilt,
with a flick of my wrist onto yours.
I can give you peace of mind with a forced smile.
I can give you death with the look upon my face.
This is your freedom in a life of fallacy,
with no last kiss