This is a funeral for us all, emptiness
There is no love, it's imaginary loneliness
To clutch at the hands that feed
Ooooh - let it bleed
Yes, she k**s with words
Her looks alone won't sway
Gives no love it's imaginary
Always this way
Onward with the same mistakes
Savor the pain
Hold me again, I won't delude you
Am I wrong - am I wrong
to say that I belong to you?
Clutching at the hands that plead
Let it be
Concealed in wraps
The odors appeal to me
To touch, rejoice
This is ecstacy
Hold me again
I won't delude you
Am I wrong, am I wrong
To say that I belong to you
To you