the pain of losing her love to the grave is beyond control and the world has become such a dark cold place since a coffin became her home i know hat he can't hear me 6 feet below the earth and i can't abide these bullshit lies or ressurrection or rebirth if i called out your name would it all be the same? would no angels weep for me? am i left here to bleed? we thought we'd be "forever" but you left me here alone there's no solace to hide by your graveside the autumn rain never felt so cold now my soul is slowly fleeting, like a funeral percession down the line no gregorian chants or hymnal rants could hide the fact i'm dead inside so i stand in the rain and at the speed of pain we devised a plan this unity won't end if she can't come back for me then perhaps i should go to her for only indeath can she be met in world away from hurt a cosmic loophole in gods plan will put me back into her ars and bastard saints will acknowledge that we can't be torn apart how does one measure pain? does it reach the bottom of a grave? will she be waiting for me there? anythings better than here now the blade is to my wrist and theres sweat upon my brow and the metals cutting in and the blood begins to flow life begins to fade away
all colors are replaced with gray and i fell as though i'm floating but to where i can not say now i hear voices begin to say "you shouldn't have come this way" "you'll never be more alone" "you should have stayed where you belonged" now as i regain my sight and lose this gift of flight i discover the irony in gods sick plan any hop now is as bleak as night all in all i should have known the fangs of heaven bite straight to the soul and as my angel sleeps in heaven i'll rot in hell belowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
