Weak her bones, cold her breath   praying fearfully in the moment of death   feels the sleep goming near   tries to keep her eyes open and clear   through the dark, there's the sound she fears      Anne Claire, that is no love you got to share   Anne Claire, going into a sad lag of flair      Easy meet placed in an ugly game   lights a candle for an endless shame   your love is her pain, growing to hate   R.I.P. for rape, she's no longer your      Anne Claire, that is no love you got to share   Anne Claire, going into a sad lag of flair   Does she turn you on   diggin in her wound it's done      Go down on your Knees   pray for all your sins   be ready to join your last lesson   Be ready to join your last kiss      Anne Claire, that is no love you got to share   Anne Claire, going into a sad lag of flair   Does she turn you on   diggin in her wound it's done      Good bye, good bye my poor boy   Good boy, good boy, no more toys