You dive into sleep

find roses under the door, they seem

to speak in trance of youth;

"femember who you swore to chose, girl..."

I am dead, dead in love

I am pale, pale enough

To be dead, death I got

dead in love.

There may be a sky

could be a sign for me to rise

but without blood an energy

I sand my brain weves, possibly

they find their aim.

Death I got...

You float into sourness

infected by my bite you crawl

down in my castle where the beasts

lie in my arms and smile so sweet.

I am dead, dead in love

I am pale, pela enough

tio be dead, daeth I got

Dead in love.