Until death do us part, We do us part until death, Digging our Graves to lay, We will be the seeds here, Unyielding in this garden, Sprouts none to doom, I've dug a garden upside down, Filth by filth I've learnt a thing, Understand this Love, A winters growth is slow, A winters bloom is rare. What use is regret now dear?
Everything has its end, sometimes it's not beautiful