Could he see if only he died
Why must this life condemned to sadness
Forever hope that has been crushed
Dreams of staying awake in wet lies of tears
A glorious scene of fire
A wonderful trace of hope
Has gone

He kisses her softly
Lust caused by dreaming in state of being awake
He touches her gently
She crawls away with only fingerprints of blood left behind
He prays for her
He sings to her

I will search for he
Hope lay still and be found
For he is in need of truth
For he lost the past to rise
Willing to travel of deaths

A bound and broken passion for she cares none
Listen to her
Will you take in her
She is in need of passion and lust

Gods have no power over thee and who they trust
Broken hearts for they shall never die
Time and time again for us to rise
Walk with us for he is the savoir
Just for one night who we stand in the darkness
For we are lonely
For we are in need of true compassion
We are lost

Shaking desire of sleep
Our only true escape
She sees in him nothing
He sees in her everything
They walk in mourning thoughts
Are we to much to see why passion is dead

He whispers upon the isle
He prays at the holy grain
She whispers thy name and beings of truth
She cries to the light and to the source of creation

Nothing ever comes
For this is the true art of war
For we are the red paint and black sea
Only for just now we shall be free
Close your thoughts and your hope
For they will never be
They will never see

The sun bleeds threw the hells and heavens
Bright lights surround the beings with only those who see
Hands covered in fate
Fate covered over eyes
Eyes blinded by our only thoughts
Which are fake
Which is hope

The night they drowned
Hearts stand still
They love and care for
They speak and laugh for
Only them
Only for happiness