I see the rain fall down upon your hair, it shines and looks like gold, and I still choose to stare, but it seems so old… I watched as a fire burned inside my heart, and all my dreams were torn apart, you grasped my soul, took it whole, and beat it into oblivion, I cant see the beauty you saw in me, the death of loves still lives deep, deep inside of me, I recollect the misspent hopes and the pitiful dreams, and all the savage beatings in between, I saw no light and I put up no fight, the danger of the lust still cowers and lingers inside of me, I grimly loathe the taste of your soul and its purpose with me, I cant see the beauty you saw in me, the death of loves still lives deep, deep inside of me, forever I hold onto my soul, I shall not let it go, through the moat of the blood that was drained from my heart, but was replaced by the very red wine, that we used to drink all the time, in our hands was the image of a tarnished rose, that grew so deep within concrete, the roots were reborn, but the love has still not yet been reborn, I cant see the beauty you saw in me, the death of loves still lives deep, deep inside of me
