Love is a suicide,
in a place where everything is imaginary.
people are sinister.Oh! how i'd just rather die.
you said you would die if i left you alone.
well i've got news baby, in the future you are on your own.
i have been enveloped in a world full with odium, and in the end my strains are all in vain.

Love is a suicide,
in a time when conflict is critical.
war is the answer and our people have gone mad.
we have come to lose in this crusade of ourselves,
but believe me darling our sufferings have almost ended.

Love is a suicide,
in the chambers of our lust.
baby, we will have hell to pay.
this wicked, sardonic world will continue to haunt me.
only time will cure your pain,
otherwise you will follow suit.
Love is a suicide,
as more pre-mentioned,
that would be nice, and be light.
we lied to them and quite honestly i am ashamed,
the ways of our passion will burn with the rest of my soul,
but trust this dear one i will be back for vengance.