You flee your cold and bitter heart for bluer waters
Piece by piece you pull apart her fraying borders
She sinks back beneath the roses
She pulls you back beneath the under
Underneath the ancient oak through earth and fire
Through withered skin and dusty bones you trail behind her
She makes a flowing sea of color
She pulls you back beneath the under
Breath is not a sign of life when you're as cold as stone
If you take her as your bride you'll never be alone
So you fall