She was no longer precious to me… 

I guess my hate grew much stronger than my love for her ever did 

(I was) so tired of chasing that person who made me feel loved 

and as we were embracing I cut and spilt the dearest blood 



I'm praying for her soul as this blood on my hands stains me whole… 



You were my life, from you I fed of 

And now parted by knife - the suicide of our love 

So callous and frigid was that stillborn soul… 

yet no other half could ever make me whole 



You promised: "…'til death do us part", and then you made a stone of my heart 



And with the last rays of the setting sun the loveless pulse fades away 

No more beating as one, no longer burns the flame 



Gone are the times when I felt alive 

Gone are those nights with you by my side 

And now here I stand as the shadows grow deep… 

With the death on my hand at your grave I weep 



We were one yet not the same… 

Once passion abundant, now pain 



And with the last rays of the setting sun the loveless pulse fades away 

No more beating as one, no longer burns the flame 



…Love laved with stillness like the grave in my heart 

and all the reasons huddled in your seeping blood… 



And with the last rays of the setting sun the loveless pulse fades away 

No more beating as one, no longer burns the flame 

And with the last rays of the setting sun she bled her love away 

No more beating as one, no longer burns the flame