No More Beating As one

She was no longer precious to me… I guess my hate grew much stronger than my love for her ever did (I was) so tired of chasing that person who made me feel loved and as we were embracing I cut and spilt the dearest blood
I'm praying for her soul as this blood on my hands stains me whole…
You were my life, from you I fed of And now parted by knife - the suicide of our love So callous and frigid was that stillborn soul… yet no other half could ever make me whole
You promised: "…'til death do us part", and then you made a stone of my heart
And with the last rays of the setting sun the loveless pulse fades away No more beating as one, no longer burns the flame
Gone are the times when I felt alive Gone are those nights with you by my side And now here I stand as the shadows grow deep… With the death on my hand at your grave I weep
We were one yet not the same… Once passion abundant, now pain
And with the last rays of the setting sun the loveless pulse fades away No more beating as one, no longer burns the flame
…Love laved with stillness like the grave in my heart and all the reasons huddled in your seeping blood…
And with the last rays of the setting sun the loveless pulse fades away No more beating as one, no longer burns the flame And with the last rays of the setting sun she bled her love away No more beating as one, no longer burns the flame