Speak of love and missing no more
What is love
But a possession
A chance to devour a soul

Speak of death and a need to rest
For love is but a mirage of the mind
A weakness

We fight
In the name of love
For a religion, a country,

We fight
In the name of love
For honour, for shame,
We fight

In the name of love
For family, money, and fame,
We fight

So speak of love and missing no more
For what is love
But a dead man walking

A chance for him to devour your soul