Dead Without Love

We are living in decadent, people just fall
Wearing masks, makeup of happiness in the face
But behind another reality is revealed, wounds in the soul and pain, tears of blood

Dead without love
Prisoners themselves

Open your eyes and see, I hold your hand
I'll take the abyss, and give thee my light
The real happiness will show thee, my heaven is your

Ghosts called by his name? Do not listen
I follow my path is narrow but we will succeed
Careful with the door wide, it just lies there, you will not like to walk through it

Open your eyes and see, I hold your hand
I'll take the abyss, and give thee my light
The real happiness will show thee, my heaven is your