d**h In June - Torture by Roses lyrics

Lost the will? A germ in foreign blood A glimmer of the past Power and misery Pathetic who*e To the ignorance of life This is the best It will ever be Think of the things That will never be Sorrow, the empty well? Hollow and useless Consume to the inside Something I will not hide My love wilts on My comrade in tragedy This is the best It will ever be Think of the things That will never be Your image is burnt You are dead You are nothing Yes, I love you