Blood for Lavinia

Winter was the season of her heart
 Pale cold flowers lying on her grave
 Her dream to pass away was her own Art
 O my lovely dead, how could I save
 The river of sorrow in your veins?
 There was just one way to break your chains
 My bleeding Lavinia
 My hazy Lavinia
 My blood for Lavinia
 My blood for Lavinia
 Looking at the grave of Lavinia
 Remember the sweet light of her face
 Bleeding on the grave of Lavinia
 My only dream is to kiss her frozen grace
 O please come back, and I'll take away
 The sadness where you'd drown - for you,
 My dear...
 My blood for Lavinia
 I had made for her a deadly poison
 I'm standing on the grave of Lavinia
 She wanted a poison to leave the light
 I'm crawling in the shadow of Lavinia
 She wanted to be dead but still beautiful
 I'm still in love with the ghost of Lavinia