how far I'd go to see your face
changes as I lay my pain upon you
how sweet did I think of it always
the moment I'd smell the rose I grew
the pain that held me to my lover
will wither away as i pluck out this flower
to reach the flower through thorns
my bloody hands must, must go on
the cracked will be seared by the drought
the eternal drought upon my heart you brought
the sympathy i lack, in vain will be sought
in my blazing eyes, in my dead thoughts.
my end will be my bloody desire
in flames I seek comfort, in fire.
the cruelty of love shall not go untold
the love of cruelty, the heart of cold
the rose full of thorns, the bloodiest of all
still I shall kiss it and favor my fall
when beauty of the rose has taken it's toll
the love of thorns, the heart of charcoal.
drown me in, the sweetest of tastes
in the sea of sorrow, not a tear shall waste.
bitter the love, the love that cries
sweeter the pain, the pain that smiles
changes as I lay my pain upon you
how sweet did I think of it always
the moment I'd smell the rose I grew
the pain that held me to my lover
will wither away as i pluck out this flower
to reach the flower through thorns
my bloody hands must, must go on
the cracked will be seared by the drought
the eternal drought upon my heart you brought
the sympathy i lack, in vain will be sought
in my blazing eyes, in my dead thoughts.
my end will be my bloody desire
in flames I seek comfort, in fire.
the cruelty of love shall not go untold
the love of cruelty, the heart of cold
the rose full of thorns, the bloodiest of all
still I shall kiss it and favor my fall
when beauty of the rose has taken it's toll
the love of thorns, the heart of charcoal.
drown me in, the sweetest of tastes
in the sea of sorrow, not a tear shall waste.
bitter the love, the love that cries
sweeter the pain, the pain that smiles
inspired by the poem anjala posted here today "revenge" and this is the first english poem i wrote after like 9 months...so excuse all the flaws.
