ONLY THE BROKEN HEARTED

sweet revenge is spoken then..
in the twilight is gone
to living lies with no escape
lord, i would rather be alone

i press my finger to the wood
to tell you of my dreaming
to sing you songs from olden times
to keep the love light gleaming

cause there's a place where we can go,
where we will not be parted
and who alone will enter there
only the BROKEN HEARTED