One thousand miles between our love,
signs of you, in the clouds above...

Tonight we both lay awake,
Both in our own dark room...

\"So, why does it hurt me?\"
And why should you care...

Crying eyes,
And divine lies...

What a twisted web we have made.
Makes me wish I could have stayed...

Is it still my heart the helps the beating,
Or is that you that forces harsh retreating...

As my wrist bled,
And the liquid stained my bed...

A crime and a sin,
In the twilight dark...

A bloody wrist,
so hard to resist...

Distant cry,
Unanswered breath...

The constant falling of rain,
is enough to hide my pain...

The poetic views of a now cold heart,
Are lost to the wind is a sudden breeze...