Good Fortune Means Nothing - Camilla Rhodes

So, that the rose might never die

A sorrow my eyes should never wish to behold, of forty winters past

Love that is not love

Your honesty, nothing more than rejection of a ruined love

Just another love song with no more reason

The sunset glow of your naked eye it burns a hole in my heart like a kiss,

colder than hell

Another one scorned, another one burned

You’re all the same to me, why don’t you show your face highroller

Everything you said was a lie

Now you all die

Now I’m plotting where to hide your bones, hoping that the tide will come and

take them away

Take you away

One more touch from your fingertips, to know I’m still alive

As my tears turn red and I bleed your ashes

Why must the empty sky come crashing down?