It haunts me that my pain pours out in symphony

When measures and harmony can rip my insides out

My passion is the blood that drips from open wounds

Best friend's creation captures the essence of my sorrow

I unravel as my defenses wither

My devotion is stirring ablaze

Another tearful ending as notes strike the pain

My hands begin to tremble

As all my emotions are stirring ablaze

Another tearful ending as notes strike the pain

My hands begin to tremble

My passion is the blood that drips from open wounds