Alas, guest, where is this sorrow you bear?
The heart's feast, one day, a wasteland will declare.
Alas, guest, where is this sorrow you bear?
I curse the fates, and a voice whispers low,
"If human you remain, love you won't know."
I curse the fates, and a voice whispers low.
Breath clings to my eyes, a desperate plea,
To see if my pain's healer will set me free.
Breath clings to my eyes, a desperate plea.
Life, in love, is a trial so steep,
Life, in love, is a trial so steep,
If it's hard, then we'll choose to sleep.
From now on, we'll seek what's easy to keep.
From now on, we'll seek what's easy to keep.
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