So, that the rose might never die A sorrow my eyes should never wish to behold, of forty winters past Love that is not love Your honesty, nothing more than reje...

Don't let this lack of air break your train of thought Think back to those three little words you loved to say so much The lullaby of your still beating heart P...

Deny me of this pleasure yet again, just another slit throat in the end This thing called loved is way overrated I forgot just how perfect you were with your gl...

You know that thing that you do, die, that lights up my eyes This is your last chance No more pretending that I am not a victim Wake up, give up, your convictio...

Drowning in the beauty, I wish I didn't have to think about you anymore These red cloth petals bleed I'm whispering goodnight kisses on your cheek Lately I can'...

A beauty adorned of Eden's ashes, a soul stripped bare Why must you tear at my wings? You are who are more beautiful when it's cold and raining It is the snow w...

Is this the end of all? Or just one of those new beginnings? Ya baby where's the irony, in leaving me with nothing Nothing more than a lovers tryst, nothing mor...