Ashes of Love

Dirty purity Pure insanity Filled with philosophy That is who we are Relation in need of clarification We try to stop it but it's already in our veins We're stuck on its ashes and contained within it But still we call it love It's hatred Its pain It's a loss and a gain A den of emotions A place with commotion No ease only devotion Devoted to death Still with the mistress of life Can not escape it But still we try to fight