Your hands... like shadows risen from the grave
Touch me in a very lifeless way.
I find myself in a withering ambiance,
Feeling the death of a once lively romance.
The romance once reflected in your eyes
made dreams come true and fantasies arise.
So, as pain envelopes me deep within,
My sunken soul grieves for love unredeemed.
So, ask not redemption in this deafening silence,
For you gave love a very weak defense.
We have done our best
And for once let us be honest...
There is no room in our hearts for redemption,
For all we know, love is doomed to extinction.