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LOVE IS A SENTENCE [INTRO] Darkness enveloped our fragile halls, A light burst forth, breaking through the void. We are strangers on this earthly road, Yet we ignited a wild, impossible dream. [VERSE 1] The body in this world is just a shell, A ghostly vessel for the living soul. Passions tear it into pieces, The flesh itself is worth next to nothing. Why does the eternal flame keep burning? Why does this light pierce through the dark? And are all the powers of the universe powerless To keep our hearts pure when we’re apart? [PRE-CHORUS] We’re locked inside the prison of a final moment, Where every heartbeat is a desperate, blind plea. And this love is no sacred book, But a fate that seals us in a deadly bond. [CHORUS] Through steel and ice, through furious quarrels, We drink this madness down to the last drop! Love is no gift, but a sentence, Where silence is what survives. Yet the flame of eternity keeps burning, While hearts scream into the darkness, And this cry will pierce right through Everything on earth that is destined to fade. [VERSE 2] No matter how often he appears before your eyes, How difficult it is to truly see him. He meant nothing to you. What you cannot see is so easy to forget. I search for a living heart inside you, But find only steel, sharpened to a fine edge. The innocent babbling of a little child Cannot put out the fire of jealousy. [CHORUS] Through steel and ice, through furious quarrels, We drink this madness down to the last drop! Love is no gift, but a sentence, Where silence is what survives. Yet the flame of eternity keeps burning, While hearts scream into the darkness, And this cry will pierce right through Everything on earth that is destined to fade. [VERSE 3] Locked away in the prison of our flesh, We are captives, indebted to eternity. Our song breaks out on a high note, This is a passion no one would wish upon an enemy. And the slightest carelessness Leaves us drowning in an ocean of bitter quarrels. For us, love is no gift, but an inevitability, A death sentence for fragile souls. [BRIDGE] If only we could shed our flesh and turn to smoke! Wash away this jealousy, this shattered captivity… How hard it is to be loved forever, Knowing that the body will crumble into dust! Do you hear it? The locks on our prison are weakening, Our souls are fighting for the right to breathe. The lights will flare up and fade away in the darkness, But this spark can never be taken from us! [CHORUS – SHORT] Love is no gift, but a sentence, Where silence is what survives… [OUTRO] Only sparks in the darkness Will trace an illusory path for us, Toward the purest, eternal heights, Where souls will never die. Only a quiet whisper… and peace. The shell falls apart…
