Requiem

Your taste still lingers here
On these lips as cold as ice
Was it a lie or just a broken set of promises?
To me it's all the same

I need to be the martyr in my new life's destination
Where heartache has a sense of humor
Somewhere amongst this superficial hell
And fear is the extent of your enemy

Here exists the end of purity
the end of pain
If I knew who you were I'd let you follow
with a confession that brings everything to a close

The weakness in my strength is starting to show
Never did I think it would be this way
Never did I know how I would love
To keep it far away from my destination

Dry your eyes on my wounded heart
The sting of salt will help it heal
Just be my altruistic demon
And I'll be your heartless lover