The Art Of Love

Sentenced to death every day
 My blood in leaks has dried
 Sentenced to death, no hope in sight
 Too weak to even try
 Blending ways, fusing hearts
 Memories, never ending scars
 Eyes to see and hands to touch
 A past to leave behind
 Destroy the need to rule and judge
 A future undefined
 The art of love
 Sentenced to death a thousand years
 A billion times I've prayed
 Sentenced to death, blind, deaf and numb
 A shadow of myself
 Don't believe, don't go astray
 Don't give in, don't lead me away
 Eyes to see and hands to touch
 A past to leave behind
 Destroy the need to rule and judge
 A future undefined
 The art of love
 Eyes to see and hands to touch
 A past to leave behind
 Destroy the need to rule and judge
 A future undefined
 The art of love