Nathalie Gustafsson

Well my soul is empty now,
You slipped away from me somehow,
I guess I knew
It had to be,
We tore the flesh from fantasy…

I can feel
This setting sun
Chill my veins,
The blood has gone,
I can feel the spirit
Tearing my heart out,
This is real,
The damage done
Never heals
This skeleton,
Still I feel her ripping,
Tearing my heart out…

So much for love's intensity,
It runs so hot,
But cuts so deep,
It makes us blind,
Afraid to speak,
You've seen me sweat,
Now watch me bleed…

I can feel
This setting sun
Chill my veins,
The blood has gone,
I can feel the spirit
Tearing my heart out,
This is real,
The damage done
Never heals
This skeleton,
Still I feel her ripping,
Tearing my heart out…

Tearing my heart out…