Buried Alive By Love |
Again the burden of losing rests upon
my shoulders To cry is to
know that you're alive If I should die before I wake
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The kiss of vanity blessed
me with a spiritual murder
And fed the gods of war insatiable
Your home is where the dark is
I should have told her
Embrace the fire indestructible
To die
is to know that you're alive
And my river of blood won't run dry
I never wanted to lose you, no
But a cold heart is a dead heart
And it feels like I've been buried alive by love
Oh, it seems to cry is to know
that you're alive
And my river of tears has run dry
I never wanted to fool you, no
But a cold heart is a dead heart
A deserted soul is gone
A cold heart is a dead heart
And it feels like I've been buried alive by love