Testo di Blossoms Cry

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