[bad word] of your face 
Pours down like lead tears 
As you sit by my side 
Confess to me your fears 
Drink deep the wreck of me 
My body is a funeral 

I fail to [bad word] 
In your pale cold eyes 
Worn loosely about me 
You hang there dying off me 
Deep in the misery 
Of my long arms, weeping 
I cradle your tired head 
This moment for the keeping 

Her hand raised from the shadows in silence 
Like a dying victim of a biblical plague 
strange mix of innocence and horror 
Gushed from her red rimmed and swollen eyes 
Resentment conquers sympathy and I turn my back 
Her burning stare, like a minute blazing suns 
Roars into the back of my head 
And I simply move away 

I will sing you this song of 
All my pain, so listen 
Great roaring, tears pouring 
Down unto me from my lover 
The winter in your soul 
Has frozen me forever