Diary of Dreams - Willow lyrics

Just give me nails to be my burden

Crucified emotions struggle to survive
And the truth, she has not heard for long

Cold and bare, but sacred?
Who has the guts to spread such lies

A picture of a willow - with a widow in black
A child ton bear - in blooming beauty
For she gave birth to dust

Roses covered by a layer of snow
Freezing wind surrounding
What you call holy feet
Just a child without a wooden cross

Afflicted hands towards heaven
How could you dare deny?

How can you blame a widow


For detesting who you are?

Bare of sore - touch naked boundaries
And empty hands - a widow's life