L.O.V.E. کے بول

Slice weak wrists Burn paper hearts Poisonous screams piercing split ears Beautiful words full of color Love in a hailstorm of frozen tears Is torn from my chest Blood stains my skin The color of a rose Skip this suffering Hang me from a rope colored with regret Marching in time in a parade of black hearts In this hallowed out room Darkened corners consume me In the shadows of eyes sewn shut with a needle of denial One small thought of you floods light into the room In a form of my grief The light forms a black halo of hate above my head All of the doors are locked So ill waste away in this place where all I feel is sorrow And let myself wither away to nothing Because that's what you've made me Love Over Vanquished Evermore