The One With The Empty Shell

The One With The Empty Shell
He took away thirteen moons
The last petal in the midnight blue
Everything to feel alive
now he knows he’s dead inside

He took away thirteen candles
The last one faded into the midnight blue
Yet no moon nor candle
Could ever put life inside an undead’s heart
And no book will ever be written
of each rose whose scent fades away
no lasting memory to condemn
the one with the empty shell
He took away thirteen moons
the last petal, the one the night took away
And no book will ever be written
of each rose whose scent fades away
no lasting memory to condemn
the one with the empty shell
And no book will ever be written
of each rose whose scent fades away
no lasting memory to condemn
the one with the empty shell.