The Death

I swear to god I'm dying
even though I'm trying
I have this fear of failure
for out love in the fire

I swear to god there's not another
but now again, you're my brother
A long lost friend, soon you'll be
A love that I will borrow

I swear to god I will keep
and with my tears I will weep
I'm lost with misery
and you, forever I'll mourn

She is crying
and he is slowly dying
Our love in a casket