Again, the burden of losing rests upon my shoulders
And its weight seems unbearable
"Your tomb is where your heart is," I should have told her
But within me hid a secret so terrible
To cry is to know that you're alive
But my river of tears has run dry
I never wanted to fool you, no
But a cold heart is a dead heart
And it feels like I've been buried alive by love
If I should die before I wake
Pray no one my soul to take
And if I wake before I die
Rescue me with your smile
The kiss of vanity blessed me with a spiritual murder
Fed the gods of war, insatiable
"Your home is where the dark is," I should have told her
Embraced the fire, indestructible
To die is to know that you're alive
And my river of blood won't run dry
I never wanted to lose you, no
But a cold heart is a dead heart
And it feels like I've been buried alive by love
If I should die before I wake
Pray no one my soul to take
And if I wake before I die
Rescue me with your smile
Oh, they say to cry is to know that you're alive
But my river of tears has run dry
I never wanted to fool you, no
But a cold heart is a dead heart
And a deserted soul is gone
A cold heart is a dead heart
And it feels like I've been buried alive by love