Faith in me is faith in you
Dying within is dying without
Broken joints are nothing to you
Nothing to you is nothing to me
Should i care for a fading man
Should i die for a broken hand
Should i bow to a bleeding lie
Should i frown to a loving lie
Withered and faded
Dying and jaded
Loving you is loving the dead
Dark wonder to conquer the dark
Conquered you, deranged and said
« Love that binds is love that kills »
Should i cry for a dying soul
Should I find a dead man’s hole
Called for you, you never came
Screamed for you, all in vain
Conquered and bleeding
Vanquished and dying