Melt my heart, it's grown too cold

The sun o'er me has never shone

From blood and flesh and anguished tears

Back to ash and dust and bone

Hate and sorrow drive me home

Pain has brought me to my knees

Make me suffer here no more

Be merciful, just let me die



Angels, demons, hear my plea

Rescue me from earth-bound hell

Tortured here, seek death's still peace

Pale as ice and cold as stone

Darkness help me, heal my wounds



Darkened scars that mark my wrist

Softly purpled angel's kiss

Leave me here in silent sleep

Breathless marble, cold-heart frost

Blood frozen in my veins

Red life drained from self-made wounds

Enfolded I lie in icy dark

Safe from world and traitorous mind



As Capulet in cold stone tomb

Eyelids flutter, falter, close

I die here on my own



A dream, alas, slow morning pass

As mourning dove's last notes are heard

My silent tomb where I am free

Must wait another long-drawn day

Until at last I dream once more

Of frost and stone, cold as death

And weary soul's release