[Eternal]

The tragic comedy divine paints the way to peace of mind
Leaving shallow lovers far behind
Past uncertainties combine bringing tears to sleepless eyes.
Memory runs the course of time.
Blood runs cold beyond the violet prison for violent visions.
And so the broken record plays as you throw us away.
We're never enough we're drowning in cliches so desperate to love.
We're twisting every word they say
So we sleep through the days within the heat of passion's war.
Lust is spilled upon the floor.
Staining red the wasted metaphor.
The selfish need for something more claws in vain at closing doors.
Scarring for violet visions
And so the broken record plays as you throw us away.