Love, hate, agony Thrown away from society Pleasure, pain, exctasy Wind up dead lady misery Money, fame, luxury Your life is synthetic reality Life, death, eternity Your body will be buried next to me
Have you lost your pride my love Never see the light of a new day No roses on your grave Hard to hold a candle in rain
Love, hate, agony Thrown away from society Pleasure, pain, exctasy Your body will be buried next to me
Take my hand are you lost in the cold Standing on your own on the edge of the fall Sell your soul I'll give you heaven and more Standing on your own on the edge of the fall