Texty: Tidfall. Hymn To Fall.

A sketch is made of your destructive behavior
Who invented the thoughts I denied
I never wished for your life to end
You were meant as a symbol of pain and sorrow

An ego exhibition for my hunger to feed
You're my executioner, the pearl among stones
Together we shall weep for all eternity
Our tears will never dry...

Blood is streaming from a healing wound
I can't help you, 'cause the picture is already framed
The tear you didn't dry, has died and turned into a scar
Your dreams are becoming the photograph you never wanted to see

I created your beauty and I had to let you go
Together we shall weep for all eternity
Our tears will never dry

I... I red
I... I am black