The deadly look of love... it makes, it breaks, it shakes, it takes, whatever you have... The highs, the lows, the eternal vows, the dreams... Oh, the dreams. Here I'm, digging a grave for my feelings, the feelings are dead, the lovely look is gone. What did I gain? Everything I lost. The spring is gone, and everywhere is frost. Cold and bitter. What I was, and what I am, A shadow of my past, black and vast. All have left me, all but despair. Despair and despair, here, there, and everywhere. Oh, despair. When'll you leave me?
