The soul of the undead they say never sleeps,
a myth is just a ledgen thats been untold but if untold still there?
There's nothing more reliable then unmistaken love but if not a mistake then what?
Every love, every heart, every soul is a mistake at one stage why love a lover that isn't there?
Why touch a soul when the heart isn't beating?
Why kiss the lips of the dead?
Why pull a stranger off the road?
Why care when it isn't there?
