Once more, I'm dead again.
Because of the pain you put me in.
Sorrow is what I recieved, revenge is what I wanted.
Cold in the death of night, I lie awake to wonder what happend.
The death of our relationship just floated around like nothing happend.
As though, it seemed we were dead to the world.
But, really it wasn't us, it was the likes of death that fell upon me.
Death, behold of my soul, because I last my heart to thy true love.
Thy true love, that did nothing for me, but stab me with a knife.
Right through my heart.
Now thy blood lies on the ground leaking out.
Blood loss. That is how I die.
My soul, with Death, but my heart with my love.
