Burried alive by love.

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Again the burden of losing rests upon my shoulders
And its weight seems unbearable
‘Your tomb is where your heart is’, I should’ve told her
But within me hid a secret so terrible

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
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
And fed the gods of war insatiable
‘Your home is where the dark is’, I should’ve told her
And 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

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