Once enchanted by your gloomy presence Did that belong to a different world All broken down by your feigned contrition Could never drown, but will become
I caught you shining on the first encounter But now I know it was the perfect crime; To gain a heart, and twist it into pieces And in return, leave the words that never die;
That the dream wasn't meant to die It's just a wicked world, and I ain't gonna need another way to lead this life again, choose another end It's just a blackened world, so I don't wanna live without you by my side, in your spiritistic ways
That the dream wasn't meant to die