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