Buried In Verona - Cutting Wrists And Sinking Ships lyrics

This tragedy of the rising sun marks the
Curse of another day without you
The dream betrays
Day by day it's sails far away
Pull the wings of butterflies and
Turn the water black
I carve your name across my chest as
We looked down from the cliffs
And threw our bodies down
Down upon the rocks and if I ever wake
Tie this anchor around my neck
I will not sink without you, I'll sink alone
I dream of cutting wrists
Aboard your sinking ships
I'll burn the cities down to
Kiss those poison lips
This tragedy of the rising sun marks the
Curse of another day without you
I dream of cutting wrists
Aboard your sinking ships
I'll burn the cities down to
Kiss those poison lips
The sun cannot bleach my soul nor
The tides wash it away