Текст песни Seven Spires - Love’s Souvenir

[Verse 1]
Behold the gallery of love's souvenirs
Behold the proof it wasn't just a dream
My mind is a museum of things held dear
My bones, a mausoleum for my grief
Somehow I lived a decade each passing year
A child chasing love through high esteem
No resting on my laurels, there's just die or win
Sequestered in the dark, afraid to be

[Chorus]
So bury me
There is no poetry
In rotting away in bed
Rotting in my regrets

[Verse 2]
I wish I knew what came before these castle walls
I wish I could remember how to be
But in the winding darkness of those chasmal halls
There's not a single echo left of me

[Chorus]
So bury me
There is no poetry
In rotting away in bed
Rotting in my regrets
Define the line
Where loathing and longing lie
Where I flinch from touch
Where I crave too much

[Bridge]
Paralysed in crumbling foundations
Captured by ghosts of speculations
Trapped in time cadavers keep the score
Ashamed in desperation
In throes of trepidation
A flight of preservation
A blight upon my heart
Love's souvenir

[Choir Break]
Contritus es ultra determinatio
Numquan satris erit
Mundus melius sine

[Chorus]
Bury me
There is no poetry
In rotting away in bed
Rotting in my regrets
Define the line
Where loathing and longing lie
Where I flinch from touch
Where I crave too much