The dead lover

Im a caged lover

Of fainted dreams once fragrant 

And pale memories now stagnant 

A caged, worn-out lover

Whose pink faded away 

From her cheeks day by day

Whose wedding dress shaded grey 

Whose lips turned violet, they say

And then I'm a dead lover

Wreathed in roses, bloody red 

In roses dried but scented

A dead and buried lover

Who breathes within the coffin 

Who breathes beneath her wreath

Who breathes within the tomb

And chokes within the soul 

Im a dead lover

Whose love was seldom heard

Whose love was never returned

A dead rotten lover 

whom he loved never