We have left behind all reason
All hope and care
As a crimson moon ascends
We find ourselves at the bitter end
Alone again
Frozen in time
Wide open wound
Love lies bleeding
Do you remember, in those heady days,
We dreamed of so much and had naught to fear?
So blissfully blind to the wolves
That jealously spy us and hungrily crawl near
Did I search too hard in the dead frames of man,
For a sickly soul I could call my own?
Perish the thought, for at long last I know
The world loves me not
I know now
The world loves me not...