Death From A Lover's Hand - The Sorrow

The moon will be my witness

As the shovel hits the ground

Screams that will be unheard

And their bodies never found

Forgive the torture

Through the darkness of your eyes

I feel the pressure

From within my regret cries

Death from a lovers hand

(You made me go this far)

I reach for your dead cold hands

(Please absolut all my sins)

The soil will be your cold grave

As the ravens sing their songs

Screams that will be unheard

Your heart is where it belongs

Death from a lovers hand

(You made me go this far)

I reach for your cold hands

(Please absolut all my sins)

Live — Love — Hate — Kill

As I sacrifice all your life

I will live I live again

And I worship your dead face

I will live I live again