You kept your roses better than you kept your promises

Those three words spoken can never be the same

and as the winter drew near, the fervor faded with our past

Now the reasons are lost within indifferent eyes

And what vanity taints must be our parting gifts

Disease is forever yet diamonds fade with the past

Three words drifting with the calling of the rain

And as the winter drew the fervor faded at last

Now the reasons are lost within indifferent eyes

And what vanity taints must be our parting gifts for now,

for forever...

We are the hopeless truth

With hatred absolute

We are the hopeless truth