Separated by heart and eyes
Emotion and mind dividing one soul
Lust for one, love for another
In this chaotic world of misery

A violin played by the gods
Split in half
Wishing to cut the strings
And never make a sound

Still carrying a thought of a perfect world
Where the divine and living may unite
Where tears of joy and drops of salt turn into wine
Where I'm in hell and you're heaven sent.

But the rose has dried
And so did my patience
Be gone, so I can be, gone...