The body bag that brings your greatest dread, you hold it, inside are your love's mutilated remains, sealed by fate, torn by fate, lost to fate, but you know your nevermore is their forevermore, so let go, you've only got so much time to dwell. Turned to stone, it will never die, it will always stay, to remind you of what shattered you down to your bane. To you, it's pain, to others, it's dread, to Him, it's another honor to have your loving pledge.
