Requiem for this lovesick heart.
This is just a sad love song I wrote from my desperate endevours.
as I simply devote these words to you my dear
for all those nights filled with tears
with nothing but the sounds of misery to accompany me.
This is just a simple reminder for you to hear
that my feelings are just a clandestine and not one thing is fine
a burlesque of ruined dreams, sets off to fire
burning in the back of my mind with such desperate desire.
I reckon for you my dear to start and compensate
for all the things that you have done have been so unsafe
pushing limits of a demon, what were you thinking dear?
when all I really wanted was for you to be here.
So curse those lovers and their desperate endevour
to find a way to be together forever.
for I for one can not stand what the caricature of love is.
for love is just so full of misery to me.
Unwillingly risking things for their personal desires
as if it was meant to be required
but I'll just sing this song to you and represent myself as a choir
this is just a loving reminder for everything you did just take time and ponder
wonder into my thoughts, you'll be divided and devoured
for everything inside of me is full of tragedy.
No I did not cry
for there is just something in my eye.
it's the aftertaste that Im after
when in the end nothing really matters.
and it's a travesty but let this be a lesson in all matters
for love is just a sick melody full of personal desires.
So bury me deep inside your memory
shove my heart into the abysmal ground
where everything just seems so safe and sound
cover my corpse in fine linen
and so I can end this reverie inside my mind with such a beautiful fabricated world
it's unpleasant but I hope this won't make your head swirl
when I for one can not understand the concept of infidelity and treachery.
for they both intend to devour my poor soul and crush it into pieces just like how you crushed me.
and I know you were not worthy for all the slits on my frail skin
but what a tragic life I live so where do I begin?
when nothing else makes sense to me and I accept my defeat
to be forged to death at the pulpit and let my body bleed.
as I simply devote these words to you my dear
for all those nights filled with tears
with nothing but the sounds of misery to accompany me.
This is just a simple reminder for you to hear
that my feelings are just a clandestine and not one thing is fine
a burlesque of ruined dreams, sets off to fire
burning in the back of my mind with such desperate desire.
I reckon for you my dear to start and compensate
for all the things that you have done have been so unsafe
pushing limits of a demon, what were you thinking dear?
when all I really wanted was for you to be here.
So curse those lovers and their desperate endevour
to find a way to be together forever.
for I for one can not stand what the caricature of love is.
for love is just so full of misery to me.
Unwillingly risking things for their personal desires
as if it was meant to be required
but I'll just sing this song to you and represent myself as a choir
this is just a loving reminder for everything you did just take time and ponder
wonder into my thoughts, you'll be divided and devoured
for everything inside of me is full of tragedy.
No I did not cry
for there is just something in my eye.
it's the aftertaste that Im after
when in the end nothing really matters.
and it's a travesty but let this be a lesson in all matters
for love is just a sick melody full of personal desires.
So bury me deep inside your memory
shove my heart into the abysmal ground
where everything just seems so safe and sound
cover my corpse in fine linen
and so I can end this reverie inside my mind with such a beautiful fabricated world
it's unpleasant but I hope this won't make your head swirl
when I for one can not understand the concept of infidelity and treachery.
for they both intend to devour my poor soul and crush it into pieces just like how you crushed me.
and I know you were not worthy for all the slits on my frail skin
but what a tragic life I live so where do I begin?
when nothing else makes sense to me and I accept my defeat
to be forged to death at the pulpit and let my body bleed.