Love Lies

Within the hands of those who reason, farthest from my mind.
Keys of cold light, eyes perceiving visions of distrust in needing.

All around me, walls surrounding,
love lies, dust to dust.
Upon awaking, my palms still aching,
where once I felt your touch.
Your touch.
Where once I felt your touch.

The hand that feeds will often lend itself to those that bite.
And sometimes when you feel the need for nourishment, it strikes.

Love lies... dust to dust.
Love lies... as it must.

Beneath the beating of my heart,
a heart of steel, my broken crutch.
While memories, they slowly fade,
our love becomes the hate we’ve made.
We've made our bed, now lie in it.
We've made our bed, now lie in it.
Come lie.
Lie.

All around me, walls surrounding,
love lies, dust to dust.
Upon awaking, my palms still aching,
where once I felt your touch.
Your touch.
Your touch.
Your touch.

Love lies... dust to dust.
Love lies... as it must.

Beneath the beating of my heart,
a heart of steel, my broken crutch.
While memories, they slowly fade,
our love becomes the hate we’ve craved.