Freeky Cleen - Isabelle

Isabelle, you won't be married no more
Isabelle driftin' too far from the shore
Sky isn't true and the sun turns readily red
Biting a bullet was easy but now it's too sad

Isabelle, they'll never get you again
Isabelle, dying can be so mundane
Dark is the night that hides your motionless face
Somebody's gotta take you away from this place

Isabelle, sleep in the pale cold light
Isabelle, drift in the violet night
You'll never lose that ring gracing your hand
Happens you're never alone in no man's land