| Passion, hate, and love’s disguise Seen through one’s internal eyes Leads only to a dreary end In which you lose your only friend Your grief for others, not yourself Got you taken off the shelf And now you see the real surprise Too late to make a last demise A death inside a lonely heart That tears a happy world apart Leaves love to shrivel up and die And the strongest of them all will cry One love lost is one love gained One man’s passion, unrestrained It’s better just to thrive on hate Love is where you meet your fate Love is the end |