Again, the burden of losing rests upon my shoulders And its weight seems unbearable "Your tomb is where your heart is," I should have told her But within me hid a secret so terrible

To cry is to know that you're alive But my river of tears has run dry I never wanted to fool you, no But a cold heart is a dead heart And it feels like I've been buried alive by love

If I should die before I wake Pray no one my soul to take And if I wake before I die Rescue me with your smile

The kiss of vanity blessed me with a spiritual murder Fed the gods of war, insatiable "Your home is where the dark is," I should have told her Embraced the fire, indestructible

To die is to know that you're alive And my river of blood won't run dry I never wanted to lose you, no But a cold heart is a dead heart And it feels like I've been buried alive by love

If I should die before I wake Pray no one my soul to take And if I wake before I die Rescue me with your smile

Oh, they say to cry is to know that you're alive But my river of tears has run dry I never wanted to fool you, no But a cold heart is a dead heart And a deserted soul is gone A cold heart is a dead heart And it feels like I've been buried alive by love