Known As Lover's Suicide
Screaming shadows wide-awake
Clenching my heart about to break
I never thought of such a feeling
I guess this is why they call it heartache
Love resides happily in mortal's minds
Like rose petals forming a flower
Such sweet naive to leave behind
To rule this earth in our darkest hour
Love I've heard lies deep inside
But it needs sacrifice it needs time
It can bend until it breaks
As the lovers try to hide
Secrets kept and tears of remorse
Love starts to take its course
Lying deep in souls confides
Desperate to let it all subside
Love can be rejected, denied
Just left to denial brushed aside
Why curse or bless us with this feeling of love
To fill our earth or lack they're of
So why does this feeling doth exist?
Or maybe it is just a myth
Well its not something even a human can provide
For heartache lives on known as "Lover's Suicide"