The room
Perfection
Made of the finest things
The table's set
For their own kings and queens
Everybody frozen
By the victim on the floor
In cold blood murdered
No one seen or hear before
This is paradise
That's what I heard
Cameras flash and a burn is still a burn
When the killing stops and everybody turns
She was all alone
The room is empty
Just steel and white light
Her body laid out cold
Devoid of life
She dreamed of what she could be
She dreamed it all the time
Love and a sleight of hand
Solves our mystery
That's how it all went down
This is paradise
That's what I heard
Cameras flash and a bird is still a bird
When the killing stops and everybody turns
She was all alone