Weak her bones, cold her breath
  praying fearfully in the moment of death
  feels the sleep goming near
  tries to keep her eyes open and clear
  through the dark, there's the sound she fears
    Anne Claire, that is no love you got to share
  Anne Claire, going into a sad lag of flair
    Easy meet placed in an ugly game
  lights a candle for an endless shame
  your love is her pain, growing to hate
  R.I.P. for rape, she's no longer your
    Anne Claire, that is no love you got to share
  Anne Claire, going into a sad lag of flair
  Does she turn you on
  diggin in her wound it's done
    Go down on your Knees
  pray for all your sins
  be ready to join your last lesson
  Be ready to join your last kiss
    Anne Claire, that is no love you got to share
  Anne Claire, going into a sad lag of flair
  Does she turn you on
  diggin in her wound it's done
    Good bye, good bye my poor boy
  Good boy, good boy, no more toys