The Necrophile's Bride

Blowing breath into the lips that won't speak
Tonight, you will revive
In that form from back then

The white-skinned girl coughed
I offer this body to you
The white-clad doctor whispered
I'll go to meet you

The white-skinned girl's lips withered
Forgotten by everyone in the world
The white-clad doctor pitied
And put her to sleep in an unknown place

Even if bitten
With a still beautiful face
In a cold bed for two
The doctor fell in love

Is that eternal love?
Or a forbidden act?
Just wishing to meet again
Is that a sin?
Blowing breath into the lips that won't speak
Tonight, the two are bound
Without receiving blessings

Blue glass in the fallen eyeballs
Silk skin on the torn arm
Gaze of the face on the violated organs
A white dress adorned with jewels

Every time the lips move
Captivated
Singing of love, the doctor continued
To dye their hands

Finally revealed
A hideous monster
The doctor who created it
Screamed in despair

This is eternal love
Her wish
You who decided to die
Aren't you the woman who was forgotten?

Ah, the sorrowful bride
Unable to speak
Tonight, the two are judged
By those who forgot her
Who is right?