Author of quotes: The Eve Of St. Nicholas

On the face of your "alabaster Grimm."
Divorce under the eyes from mascara and tears.
Heart crying in my chest. As so, Piligrim?
Floors strewn with a carpet of ruby roses.
You lie among them in the darkened veil
Petals are covered with white outfit
Where is your smile? Cheerfulness where?
Dress is torn at the top, and ribs sticking out.
Your hands outstretched, eyes like glass.
Death has touched you kiss her.
So much blood from veins among the roses dripped...
How did this happen? Tell Me, Piligrim?
Only in the dead mouth does not appear sound.
You left without saying goodbye, gone forever,
Escaped as a bird out trembling hands.
And yesterday said that all nonsense.
Your tender body is found in the blood.
Your wedding night has become a ticket to hell.
This Board we have for love.
Dress white will replace mourning outfit.
He sits on the floor at the head of your
Death in his eyes, cold and dead darkness.
Tonight you located together.
Night of love... You could not survive?
Piligrim, my Lily crystal Bud.
I'll never forget your inspirational speeches.
Fiance you loved... But was it worth it
A scream of horror, pain and death yours?
Repose with the world, the Earth child,
Lonely Heart who know the passion.
In Karnal you appeared, laughing and joking,
To the stone walls forever abyss.
Piligrim... My fairy, my angel, my dream.
My nightmare, my memory, despair, groan.
You believed that those who love lucky?
You're wrong, baby. Love is evil.
In roses black dress. And your husband is a widower.
Yesterday you smiled, walking down the aisle...
How ugly at heart and want to howl.
Never, Piligrim, I can't forget.