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By the time of our last graven kiss

Even the roses will mourn

Blood red tears will run down their blossoms

To wet the soil that will cover my soul

Crave me, lay me

So i can wash my sight on thee

Kiss me, pray for me

So i can embrace your life through me

You will be the last to know the truth

You will be the last

To experience the real

I am the truth

Always so pale yet burned by the source of all life

Always so joyful yet drowned by the fake love of the dead

The dead – they whisper my name

The dead – they call me away

All i ever wanted was here and gone

All i ever dreamed is not mine anymore

Immortality is loneliness

Death is a release

By life's cold moist cell