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I squandered my youth for a wither'd (bitter) hour; All I ever wanted was a simple you. Real love is dying for a phantasy. I held all of Heaven dead in my arms, And in one moment, I knew all of Hell. Nothing but a body, naked, beaten, The wreck of a soul, amidst thorns bleeding. Bitterness is all God hath created; A proud king among the failures of dreams. I believe one love could be worth a life, For life I would have burn'd myself away-- For nothing, life hath left me burning alone. Girl, know that time leaves dust on my scars; When the moment has pass'd, thousands will die. I will remember when ghosts were mighty, And I will laugh and catch my own tears. In a perfect garden, all flowers flourish, In this real garden, my flower knows thirst. I don't think I can lift my face to the sun again. I don't think I can look at your face again And feel. You were my everything, and you took It all away. Aus Songtexte Mania