Blood Red Grave 歌词

How delicate is our fate Elegant is our hate Like a dried out rose used to mark the end of our book Distance separated by a flame that we are all drawn to Tears cannot vanquish this life set ablaze So we dance along the misshaped line of one thousand soldiers at war with themselves Self-sacrifice can only hide the guilt inside So we hide our faces in the ashes of our past Unable to look back And I can see the end of this path laid out for me It drags me along and when I try to hold back my legs fail me So I scream to the sound of all the tortured souls who have come and burnt before me Can I be placed aside? So what I dread may pass Or is it my destiny to suffer the consequences of loving my grave Covered in blood red roses and surrounded by a circle of paper cut out hearts How was I to know this spark we had would kill us all?