Our love is the shade of grey
The taste stays the same again, oldest friend
By way of consequence, I've never leave your side until the days do end
Waiting for the blood to dry for this pact says loyalty will survive
In case of tragedy, this is all of me, the fall of me
Put fate in my hands
Fade into the wind is what fortune said
Waiting for hell to bend
The rules they state there shall be no escape
Everyday feels like twists of the blade by the firey depths I'll follow you there