I still hold a rose from when you once adored.
"But this is not that time anymore."
From "Retention Of Honor" to "Desecrated Glory",
This all hit home in some fucked up story.
Surrounded by both the blasphemous and cancerous-
Nobody fuckin cared enough to answer us.
The rose is dead now- it sheds its leaves,
Our moment is slipping and it’s too hard to seize.
But I’ll be here forever- "Eternally Yours"
And as "angels shed their tears for us", it doesn’t rain- it pours.
The radiant colors fade and slowly disappear,
And we’re still locked there- shedding those "Tears Of Fear".
Yet locked into my mind is the cool, slick "Mist Of Memories",
"Your voice just echoing in my mind and driving me to my knees."
Some part of me begs that you’ll never truly be "Gone"
"Then I come to realize I was the fool all along"
"This has got to be a dream- a lie; it’s just not real.
It’s condescending acetone making your flesh peel"
It’s "Opposing Forces" keeping me from offering what I can’t give.
"I both accept and love my life, yet hold no will to live."
"I’ve laid down my sword"…simply because I can.
She said I’m not the one to break her… "But I am"
So for now, we persevere through this cold, dark night.
We sway so softly in this dance- "The Dance Of Eternal Light"
Gliding back and forth in diamonds, silver, and brass,
We dance right through the doors into "The Garden Of Glass"
I miss these times when you would hold me near,
Maybe I’ve been "Broken", maybe labeled "Prey",
"Maybe I’m just waiting to again see the day."
You’re still holding close to you "the key into my heart",
But in that "Eternal Sunshine" we know- "Until Death Do Us Part".
"Gone Too Soon", "My Angel", my "Daddy",
You don’t gotta catch me because you already have me.
But baby, as "all dark fates find their way here",
"I want you to know I just want you near"
"As death should sound each of its warning alarms,
I’ll release my breath with one last kiss, and die inside your arms."
I’ll be the "Sleeper"- couldn’t be "Another Day"
"Can You Hear Me" now baby? Can you see the way?
But do not fret these "Raindrops" of sorrow,
And do not fear the coming tomorrows,
Just put on your sweet vanilla perfume and wear your very best clothes-
Then give our death a kiss unto my lips, and leave behind a forgotten rose.