| time the great deadener | |
| returning hard kisses at last | |
| a love etched in blood | |
| a love has come to pass | |
| i glued the letter to your mouth | |
| as treason climbed all over your face | |
| like a kitten, yet not so playfully | |
| do not play with me | |
| i glued the letter to your hand | |
| to consecrate the moment | |
| this too shall end in fire | |
| this too shall end | |
| she wore mourning like a graceless flower | |
| blind to each sign of fear | |
| so insecure | |
| so unaware of me | |
| i glued the letter to your heart | |
| crimson flowered redemption | |
| November washed away the smoke | |
| November washed it all away | |
| all the guilt and all the glory | |
| all the stories overheard | |
| forever entwined, yet forever enthroned | |
| hope dies painless with me |