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How does the dagger feel now when you're on the receiving end?
If this is what you call betrayal.
Then this is what I call revenge.
How could I be so blind?
I guess I fell in love too quickly
But I'm fine.
Imagine where you'd be now if you only knew.
If you only knew
The one you love is the one who's killing you.
I trusted you too much.
I know now that I should have kept my eyes wide open.
The first time that we kissed.
I'll bury you for this.
Just say to me
That this time is the last time.
And I'll pretend that
Somehow I know we'll be fine.
Years spent watching in silence as your illness spilled onto page.
Those were the last days I spent with you.
Before you left, before he came.
How could I be so blind?
I guess I fell in love too quickly
But I'm fine.
Imagine where you'd be now if you only knew.
If you only knew
The one you love is the one who's killing you.
I trusted you too much.
I know now that I should have kept my eyes wide open.
The first time that we kissed.
I'll bury you for this.
Just say to me that
This time is the last time.
And I'll pretend that I'm fine.
Ohh is it my fault?
You fell into the illusion you've been living discretely.
Ohh should I blame you in the end?
Did you ever think the sketches would take over completely?
Ohh is it my fault?
Ohh is it my fault?
Die!
Just die!
You are scum!
You are filth!
Choke on blood as your knife
Ends the show!
Writhe in pain you thought
You'd never know!
I don't think they dig graves close enough to hell for the likes of you!
I don't think they dig graves close enough to hell for the likes of you!
I handed you a knife and my heart ohhh!
I handed you a knife and my heart ohhh!
And now the dream is over.
And now the dream is over.
I handed you a knife and my heart ohhh!
I handed you a knife and my heart ohhh!
And now the dream is over.
And now the dream is over.
How could I be so blind?
I guess I fell in love too quickly...
But I'm fine.
Imagine where you'd be now if you only knew.
If you only knew
The one you love is the one who's killing you.
I trusted you too much.
I know now that I should have kept my eyes wide open.
The first time that we kissed.
I'll bury you for this.
I handed you a knife and my heart ohhh!
I handed you a knife and my heart ohhh!
And now the dream is over.
And now the dream is over.
I handed you a knife and my heart ohhh!
I handed you a knife and my heart ohhh!
And now the dream is over.
And now the dream is over.
I handed you a knife and my heart ohhh!
I handed you a knife and my heart ohhh!
And now the dream is over.
And now the dream is over.
If this is what you call betrayal.
Then this is what I call revenge.
How could I be so blind?
I guess I fell in love too quickly
But I'm fine.
Imagine where you'd be now if you only knew.
If you only knew
The one you love is the one who's killing you.
I trusted you too much.
I know now that I should have kept my eyes wide open.
The first time that we kissed.
I'll bury you for this.
Just say to me
That this time is the last time.
And I'll pretend that
Somehow I know we'll be fine.
Years spent watching in silence as your illness spilled onto page.
Those were the last days I spent with you.
Before you left, before he came.
How could I be so blind?
I guess I fell in love too quickly
But I'm fine.
Imagine where you'd be now if you only knew.
If you only knew
The one you love is the one who's killing you.
I trusted you too much.
I know now that I should have kept my eyes wide open.
The first time that we kissed.
I'll bury you for this.
Just say to me that
This time is the last time.
And I'll pretend that I'm fine.
Ohh is it my fault?
You fell into the illusion you've been living discretely.
Ohh should I blame you in the end?
Did you ever think the sketches would take over completely?
Ohh is it my fault?
Ohh is it my fault?
Die!
Just die!
You are scum!
You are filth!
Choke on blood as your knife
Ends the show!
Writhe in pain you thought
You'd never know!
I don't think they dig graves close enough to hell for the likes of you!
I don't think they dig graves close enough to hell for the likes of you!
I handed you a knife and my heart ohhh!
I handed you a knife and my heart ohhh!
And now the dream is over.
And now the dream is over.
I handed you a knife and my heart ohhh!
I handed you a knife and my heart ohhh!
And now the dream is over.
And now the dream is over.
How could I be so blind?
I guess I fell in love too quickly...
But I'm fine.
Imagine where you'd be now if you only knew.
If you only knew
The one you love is the one who's killing you.
I trusted you too much.
I know now that I should have kept my eyes wide open.
The first time that we kissed.
I'll bury you for this.
I handed you a knife and my heart ohhh!
I handed you a knife and my heart ohhh!
And now the dream is over.
And now the dream is over.
I handed you a knife and my heart ohhh!
I handed you a knife and my heart ohhh!
And now the dream is over.
And now the dream is over.
I handed you a knife and my heart ohhh!
I handed you a knife and my heart ohhh!
And now the dream is over.
And now the dream is over.
Lyrics submitted by Aphrodisiac
Track duration: 07:19
"Annabel" as written by Shawn/lee Milke
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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Upon walking by a pub, the devil discovers a couple whose love was truly pure, being who he was he had a natural inclination to destroy such love. He hatches a devious plan, one that will drive a man to the brink of insanity and back, twice. Possessing the poor soul he alludes him to the fact that it wasn't himself, but indeed lucifer who stole his loves life. In a guilt fueled rage with much encouragement from the devil and his minions the poor misguided soul begins a killing spree, only to be cut short by an encounter with his dear Annabel. At this point he temporarily regains his sanity, but not for long. The fleeting, yet blissful meeting ended abruptly, almost as soon as it began. Followed by a visitor of completely different sorts.
In a bitter and deceitful meeting the devil offers him an irresistible stipulation His soul in return for Annabel. After realising treachery and foul play, the cheated man is reunited with his Annabel, who has returned in an ethereal form otherwise known as an angel. Eager to truly be one with his love again, he considers suicidal actions and soon learns a more retributional path. Allied with his soul-mate, they engage in a heated head to head stand off with the devil himself. The troubled lover is murdered. He ascends to heaven, where all his misdeed are forgiven. Upon his arrival he is reunited with his lover. Right where they left off in their past life, living oblivious to to the fact that there love was so powerful it defeated evil himself.
p.s this may be wrong, but it felt fight on paper...
altpress.com/features/entry/track-by-track_alesana/
dnt judge me:// jajaa
well i think this is a story about a boy that was really obsessed with this
girl.he didnt wanted to share or let go of her.so he decides to kill her.but
as soon as he realizes what he had done he goes insane and cant believe what he
had done.annabel's image haunts him down so that he could see his crime.but its
hard for him to admit it.and now blames annabel for what he had committed.
i believe kennysplatter has the right idea but a lil fact is that they try to relate to edgar allan poe. he has a poem called "Annabel Lee" it goes
It was many and many a year ago
In a kingdom by the sea
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
than to love and be loved by me
I was a child and she was a child
In this kingdom by the sea
But we loved with a love which was more than love-
I and my annabel Lee
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me
And this was the reason that long ago
In this Kingdom by the sea
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee
So that her highborn kinsmen came
And bore her away from me
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea
The angels, not half so happy in heaven
Went envying her and me-
Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee
Bout our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in heaven above
Nor the demons down under the sea
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee
And the stars never rise but i fell the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling-my darling-my life and my bride
In her sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
Im not sayin the whole cd is about him but thats where they generated the idea from Poe is a dark and mysterious artist her often rights about going crazy, murder, suicide and shcitzophrenia.
The song is from Annabel's Point of view, The artist was going insane and was in a world of his own, While the other personality took over(before you left, before he came.) and well, To the artist, all the events from 'curse of the virgin canvas' all the way to 'to be scared by an owl' were only a few days. But in reality, it was a Year, and Annabel was watching the artist go insane, uttering complete nonsense and Sketching Violent pictures, and he would be a complete different person, like a lunatic, one fine day, The Artist's Insane Personality tried to Kill Annabel (in the artist's mind he was fighting the thespian) and Annabel somehow was able to fight back and stab the artist in the side(how does the dagger feel now when you're at the receiving end?), and the artist woke up from the dream of him fighting the thespian and he woke up staring into a mirror in his own room, like as though it was the same morning he found annabel dead, but annabel was behind him with a dagger plunged into his side. The artist dies. Then Annabel Explains that The Artist killed himself when he let the madman take over him, and she said the madman took shelter in the mind of her lover and killed him, and he failed when he thought the knife he held at me would kill me, the knife I now hold in my hand.
I was also thinking, what if it was something like..Annabel betrayed him, and he wanted revenge and obsessed over getting her back, and it just drove him crazy until he finally went on a rage and killed everyone..then himself where he then found her again? Idk.
His illness spilled onto the page..he was going crazy, but she stayed, she wanted to be with him, but it overtook him and he just went into full on psycho mode..and he killed her..but now shes getting revenge..and shes asking him imagine where he would be if he knew she would be the one to kill him..so..is it safe to say that Annabel didnt rlly die? Maybe only in his eyes? She was no longer his, maybe she left him?
And about the sketches, was the part of him being crazy? Maybe he was sketching out his acts of violence, and they finally took over?
This cd is amazing.
Chapter 1: Empty Eyes Accuse a Face So Evil:
he discovers his only love annabel dead beside him. he immediately thinks that he did it.
Chapter 2: Sweaty Hands Fail to Lock the Door:
he tries to hide the body by taking it to the basement. there he chops her up to hide her behind loose bricks in the floor. he then keeps mentioning that "They'll be here soon." he decides to run away as far as he can.
Chapter 3: It Was Your Poison Kiss that Turned Me Into This:
he does more thinking as hes running away. hes wondering why he killed annabel, how he loves her. and this parts a bit vague but i think shes kind of haunting him in a way. he says "leave me alone annabel."
Chapter 4: My Thirst For Blood Turns Me On:
he feels the need to kill. so he goes to the town tavern and kills seven people. there is a man "who escapes quietly from the balcony."
Chapter 5: I Immerse Myself in Sick Reflection:
he doesnt know and doesnt care who he saw on the balcony. he believes that killing annabel and the people in the tavern are the best decisions hes ever made in his life, because he has "never felt so alive." he says that he thinks hes going crazy but doesnt see it as a bad thing. he says that annabel told him that his sketchbook would be the end of him and its better if he left it behind. he agrees now, cuz he thinks killing is "way more fun." he exits the tavern but is surprised no one has noticed anything about what had happened. then he sees annabels figure in a mirror. (hes actually been seeing her in a mirror a couple of times throughout the story.) "I shut my eyes and once again the pleasure strangles me. Good morning, town. Behold, for I am the will of the reaper and I am standing closer to the edge than I should be allowed."
Chapter 6: Her Somber Silhouette Dances for Me:
he sees annabel everywhere. he says that he never meant to hurt annabel, its not his fault, its not who he is, hes not a killer. he runs away from the town and into the countryside. he sees the house where annabel died. leaning against the door is the guy who he escaped from the tavern the night before, whos holding the same knife that was next to annabel when she died. this man is known as the thespian. the thespian vanishes.
Chapter 7: My Feet Are Sleeping:
he comes to the conclusion that the thespian killed annabel. he wants to know why he killed her. he wants revenge and wants to kill the thespian. then its the part with the "but what is it that i am chasing? am i really chasing anything at all?" in the song. then i think he wants to commit suicide ("Even if I find him and kill him, what good will it do? It will not bring my Annabel back. Killing him will not erase what he has done and bring her out from her tomb in the basement. A tomb that my hands are responsible for crating. There is only one clear solution. I must go to her. I must rejoin her on the other side.") Then he goes back to town. he sees people smiling and happy in the town which seems to get him mad. he feels like he wants to kill again but he "tries to remember the man [he] was, not the man [he has] become." he stumbles into an alley, grabs his knife, the tip approaching his throat, until Annabel appears. his thoughts of revenge, death, and mistakes vanish.
Chapter 8: Dead Girls Don't Just Appear Out of Thin Air:
he passes out and wakes up in an "unfamiliar bed in an even more unfamiliar house." he sees a note that says to go downstairs for a meal. he goes downstairs and sees annabel. he says that he wants to think its annabel but he says that his "heart knew the truth," that it was an angel sent from heaven to save his life. they go for a walk, he tells her everything that has happened, how he loves annabel, etc. when they got back home, they share stories, past, etc. then he thinks this: "Being with her makes me completely forget the nightmare my life has become. Maybe this is exactly what I need; someone to fill the empty void that the loss of Annabel has left inside of me." he approaches to kiss her, then she disappears. he finds himself back at the alley, concluding it was a dream, that that angel was annabel, and that was the only place he would ever see her again.
Chapter 9: It's Happening Again, It's Happening Again:
he sees annabel's reflection in a window of a local butcher shop. shes smiling at him, then a blade slices her throat, her body falls to the floor, the thespian is standing over and laughing at her lifeless body. he wanders around the town for days and days, then suddenly realizes that nobody has discovered the bodies at the tavern yet, nobody has noticed him. so he goes back to the tavern and sees that its normal. no bodies, "business as usual." its as if nothing happened at all. he sees annabels reflection again. this time, as a distorted image. she looks at him in disgust and says "you let him kill me," tips her head back, showing the wound on her throat, and the wound starts to bubble. he decides to kill the thespian.
Chapter 10: You Have No Clue What She Is Capable Of:
he sets on to search for the thespian. he goes in an alley and sees his shadow that is holding that same knife that killed annabel. they both fight eachother. the thespian hurts him but he keeps missing the thespian. then he becomes paralyzed. then hears "the soft soothing voice of a woman with a tongue of honey." it was annabel's. "'Sweetheart? Darling?...Turn around. It's me. Follow my voice. Everything is going to be okay, my love. Everything will be fine. It's all over now.'" he finds himself back in the bedroom, standing in front of the mirror. it was that morning that annabel died except shes alive. "The mirror had revealed to me its deepest secret. There she was, my sweet Annabel, covered in blood standing behind me, twisting the blade she has plunged into my side. I had promised her the world and still I had let her down. The darkness returns and I shall never see this world again."
Epilogue, And Now the Dream Is Over: (this part is in annabel's point of view) "My name is Annabel and I am here to tell you the story of the day that I killed a madman. There is nothing more frightening that watching the man you love try to kill himself. The exception is watching the man you used to love turn into a complete and utter lunatic." she found his sketches odd. shed see him sitting alone in a corner, talking to himself while sketching. like hes holding a conversation. she was too scared to interrupt and when shed mention it, he would say that she was mistaken, confused by what she saw. she says that she doesnt feel the love that he once had for her in his heart. he kept muttering about "seven people in a tavern, a beautiful angel saving his life, and some man he called The Thespian ruining everything." his sketches became more and more disturbing. one night when he fell asleep, she looked into his sketchbook. this is the last paragraph: I did not kill my love. The man that I loved, that I shared my life with, laughed with, cried with, was long gone. No, I did not kill him. He killed himself. He killed himself when he allowed the madman inside his head to take control. I spent years watching in silence as his illness spilled onto the pages of that damn book. Is it my fault? Was there something I could have done to prevent his descent into insanity? In the end, should I blame him or blamed myself? Did he ever think the sketches would take over completely? did I? No, the man standing, staring blindly into the mirror in front of me is not my love. I said goodbye to him nearly a year ago. If he does still exist somewhere inside of this demented mind, I'll be damned if I can find him. That guy standing here is the man who killed my love and stole all that I hold dear. He is the crazy guy who found shelter in the mind of an artist and escaped onto page. The knife that this creature had thought would kill me had failed. The very knife that I now hold in my hand."
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