It haunts me that my pain pours out in symphony When measures and harmony can rip my insides out My passion is the blood that drips from open wounds Best friend's creation captures the essence of my sorrow I unravel as my defenses wither My devotion is stirring ablaze Another tearful ending as notes strike the pain My hands begin to tremble As all my emotions are stirring ablaze Another tearful ending as notes strike the pain My hands begin to tremble My passion is the blood that drips from open wounds
