Ghost of Love

I watched you burn it to ashes

I patched my burns with a tourniquet.

The blood on your hands washes

All the guests on our banquet.

The love you murdered rises,

Its a ghost out for surprises.

Hate is the ghost of love,

Pain is the cost of love,

Death is the cost of life.

I watched you burn me to ashes.

I died screaming your name.

I cried calling your name.

I tried kneeling but I wasn't the same.

Hate is now my name, 

And Vengeance is my game.