Roses and Dying Evenings

I crushed your glass heart...I kissed your lips
Our love was a brilliant tale not told
In the many books printed and published

Once it was summer, now it's winter
I've flooded you from head to toe
It has come to this one last tune

I was glad when you lied in your casket
suddenly, i lust for you, my only love

This is the thorns, my palms are dried
Your decaying smooth hand i will kiss
Too bad you can't open your eyes
Your heart doesn't beat anymore
I blink i saw what i've done

I was glad when you lied in your casket
suddenly, i lust for you, my only love

No one can ever repeat what i did
Though i will never lose hope
I offer you my rose, my sweet love

I was glad when you lied in your casket
yet in your decaying form, i lust for you...