I feel sick
Rotten to the core
All I want to do is quit
I can't take it any more

Nothing I do will stick
And just makes me feel more sore
I think about ending it
But I can't loose this war

I know there's no trick
To make me feel like I did before
But I'll keep on trying to make some thing fit
Because I believe life has more for me in store

there was no escape
your soul bewitched mine
the instant our eyes met
on velvet nights
our bodies bled into one,
moonlight kissing flesh
a love so full of fire
the stars themselves
faced inwards to watch
our nightly worship.

There's too many things unsaid.
Too many feelings left to rest
But I'm hearing a scratching against
The tomb stone lid.  

A skeletons fingertips scraping rock because they will not rest in peace.
No, not this time.

They will come back to life
Over and over again.
Resurrected at the thought of you.

Love never dies.