What has become of us love?
What has become of us?
The good night kisses
The playful teases
Have all faded away
Nothing but memories
Reflections of a lost bond
There's no color
In our beautiful painting
There's no odor
In our ring-sealed garden
The birds still sing,
But the air is rife
With the sound of gun shots,
Bombs, and grenades
Our battles are endless
And tear at the core
Of our hearts
Have we become monsters?
Feeding on hatred, revenge and desperation
Or vampires,
******* love's blood
At the cuts of our bleeding hearts
What has become of us love?
What has become of us?