The deadly look of love...
it makes, it breaks,
it shakes, it takes,
whatever you have...
The highs, the lows,
the eternal vows,
Oh, the dreams.
Here I'm, digging a grave for my feelings,
the feelings are dead,
the lovely look is gone.
What did I gain? Everything I lost.
The spring is gone, and everywhere is frost.
Cold and bitter.
What I was, and what I am,
A shadow of my past, black and vast.
All have left me, all but despair.
Despair and despair, here, there, and everywhere.
Oh, despair. When'll you leave me?