It wasn’t a cruel coldness killed me
’twas her indifference caused my heart to burst
When ice between her lips had filled
My ears full with lies, from the very first

It wasn’t hatred fierce that burned me
’twas her disregard left sorely blistered skin
When flames upon her tongue had turned
My heart to ashes grey, yet then I loved again

It was no blade that laid me to my grave
‘twas her love of leaving me, did bled my veins
In stone, let me be named a slave
Of her, who slew me through my own heart’s pain

Till death, a man may be known to love in silence
To love, a man may surrender heart and soul unrequited