The Artist

"The Artist, overwhelmed with panic and paranoia, is convinced that he is being watched and that someone somewhere knows what he's done. Just the sight of Annabel's body begins to blur the lines of fantasy and reality. He controls the urge to run and leans down to kiss her one final time, closing her eyes with the gentle touch of his blood-soaked fingertips. His tortured goodbye plagues his mind and allows the madness to come pouring back with a vengeance. The Artist accepts his fate, hides the body and sets out into the night." -Alesana

This song.... and this entire album is based on the poem Annabel Lee by Edgar Allen Poe, it may seem an emo song and may be but this entire album is genius because this band has created an entire album that is based on a single work of literature.... a poem.

Uhm... these are the lyrics to "Pathetic, Ordinary."

I sent in a lyric correction, which is now going through the tape. The correct lyrics, for the meantime:

What is wrong with her eyes? A glossy stare that won't leave me be starts my blood running cold. A gaze that could make hell freeze over... I have to understand she's gone... But she's not! Don't you tell me that she is dead! Watch her lips softly move because she's still whispering to me! ...And something here is not quite right...

Skin so cold beneath my touch as I brush back her hair and close her eyes. But I cannot stand to turn away. When I do, she'll be gone... It's frightening...

Sweaty hands will fail to lock the door... They'll be here soon. I wish I could keep my teeth from grinding. I wish I'd stop looking behind me. Running now will only make it worse... They'll be here soon. I wish I could shake the awful feeling. I wish my mind would stop...

Maybe I am crazy and my mind is trying to deceive me. As the ground vanishes I wonder will the sky be the next to fail me? Paint abandons canvas. And my brush can't seem to start again from scratch. As I watch everything unravel, why should I even try to stop the collapse? I won't...

Shaking as I rest her body down. No one knows, only me... It's frightening...

Sweaty hands will fail to lock the door... They'll be here soon. I wish I could keep my teeth from grinding. I wish I'd stop looking behind me. Running now will only make it worse... They'll be here soon. I wish I could shake the awful feeling. I wish my mind would stop...

Maybe I am crazy and my mind is trying to deceive me. As the ground vanishes I wonder will the sky be the next to fail me? Paint abandons canvas. And my brush can't seem to start again from scratch. As I watch everything unravel, why should I even try to stop the collapse? Why should I even try to stop the collapse? Why should I even try?

There's a madman glaring straight at me! Oh I know I've seen his face before... I am sure I've seen his face before...

Maybe I am crazy and my mind is trying to deceive me. As the ground vanishes I wonder will the sky be the next to fail me? Paint abandons canvas. And my brush can't seem to start again from scratch. As I watch everything unravel, why should I even try to stop the collapse? I won't...

the protagonist can't believe that annabel is dead... he becomes insane

It's pretty good, for an emo song.