Lovers carve names in the sand
I wrote our ones on a rock face
Now that you're gone words they stand
I'm climbing again chisel in hand
Pain carved a ditch of foundation
How many tower must crash...
...down until the ditch is deep enough
To hold up my tower, this desperate hour
The toil and the pain
The anger I stand to... must end!
Cutting off the wires is cutting my veins
I'll put out the fire with blood like rain
Wringing out my heart rather living inpain
Back from the start doing it all again...
How could you do that? We were as one,
just like a mother and son
Bonded by one cord you forced me to bite
Bonded by blood you deny
I can but love you, thanks for conception
