Tears made of blood,
Soul made of stone.
No angels above the head,
No God on the sky throne…
Nobody to look at,
Emptiness in the heart…
Love in the graveland,
Black rose in the arm.
Surrounded by ghosts,
Under the cold moon,
Feeling the heartbeat,
Waiting for dawn coming soon…
Attempts to understand,
Nowhere to run,
Love in the graveland –
It’s a moment of one…
Whispering of the wind,
Despair in the eyes…
Spirits of the past behind,
Make memories die…
Deliverance from the death,
Getting free from the life.
Listening to the breath,
Little hope to survive…
Crying deep inside,
Cruel smile on the face
In the world so wild…
Love in the graveland
© Copyright: Maria, 2003
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