Try: I'm gazing at your broken form, I'm feeling lost and so forlorn
Another death, another mess, another shroud I have worn
Another grave that I begin, another box you'll soon be in
I consecrate this lovely hate, but still
You're looking kinda thin!
Try: I'm gazing at your broken form, I'm feeling lost and so forlorn Another death, another mess, another shroud I have worn Another grave that I begin, another box you'll soon be in I consecrate this lovely hate, but still You're looking kinda thin!
With much, ga-ay abandon...
Oh, and it's Man that falls down, not life.