Macbeth

Down-Hearted

The marks I'm bearing

Are so deep

As deep as the sea

A sea of hate

Trust is a deadly snakebite

That rips your soul in two

Heal my wound

Relight my fire

Embrace me by my desire

Everything you know is wrong

Gloomy thoughts

Down-hearted

The stars I've prayed

Are falling down

Down in the sea

A sea of hate

Love is a scentless spell

That breaks your heart in two