Lyrics:

I watched the wind make the roses bend
Does X truly mark the end?
You say thornsscratchyour face
In bloodand scar, you cannot erase

Does timereally grow anew?
Does poison drop the same as dew?
In the morning, I held the wings of a dove
As you held me like hand in glove

Flickering light, the world it burns for you
In holy fright as many try to save you
You say thorns scratch your face
In blood and scar, you cannot erase

I guess that X truly marks the end
I watched the wind make the roses bend
I held the wings of a dove
As you held me like hand in glove