again the burden of losing rests upon my shoulders and the weight seems unbearable
"your tomb is where your heart is",i should have told her but within me hid a secret so terrible
to cry is to know that you're alive,
but my river of tears has run dry.I never wanted to lose you,no...
but a cold heart is a dead heart and it feels i have been buried alive by love
if i should die before i wake ,pray no one my soul to take..
and if i wake before i die ,rescue me with your smile(2)
the kiss of vanity blessed me with a spiritual murder and fed ther gods of war insatiable
"your home is where the dark is ",i should have told her and embrace the fire indestructible
to die is to know that you're alive
and my river of blood won't run dry,I never wanted to lose you
but a cold heart is a dead heart and a deserted soul is gone
a cold heart is a dead heart and it feels i have been buried alive by love
