Alas, here is your serenade, my darling

That leaves you speechless and weak

May it teach you how to feel?

May it remedy your heartlessness

And may your cries not interrupt this swansong?

This is a call to arms for all who recognize romance as

As a dying scene

Who'll take it to their graves?

This is a call to arms for all who hold this sacrament close

May our hearts burn on?

How dare you weep

For it's insincerity that trickles down your face?

Alas, here is your serenade, my darling

And oh what a long time coming it has been

This cruel lullaby that shall plague

Your dreams and carry me towards revolution

This is a call to arms for all who recognize romance as

As a dying scene

Who'll take it to their graves?

This is a call to arms for all who hold this sacrament close

May our hearts burn on?

I'll sing for you

The thernody of modern romance

This is a call to arms for all who recognize romance as

As a dying scene

Who'll take it to their graves?

This is a call to arms for all who hold this sacrament close

May our hearts burn on?

Take it to their graves

Our hearts burn on

Take it to their graves

This is a call to arms for all who hold this sacrament close

May our hearts burn on?