Lost love
Graver sins have never existed
So sick and twisted
You watch me fall apart
Pay with blood for the sins I bathe in
No remorse
Consequences of a life forsaken
Can you hear me
Glass heart in your hands that you wish to heal
But the wounds you see, you could never feel
Go
I can tell that you've never been true to me
I can touch, but I know you don't feel a thing