Winter was the season of her heart Pale cold flowers lying on her grave Her dream to pass away was her own Art O my lovely dead, how could I save The river of sorrow in your veins? There was just one way to break your chains My bleeding Lavinia My hazy Lavinia My blood for Lavinia My blood for Lavinia Looking at the grave of Lavinia Remember the sweet light of her face Bleeding on the grave of Lavinia My only dream is to kiss her frozen grace O please come back, and I'll take away The sadness where you'd drown - for you, My dear... My blood for Lavinia I had made for her a deadly poison I'm standing on the grave of Lavinia She wanted a poison to leave the light I'm crawling in the shadow of Lavinia She wanted to be dead but still beautiful I'm still in love with the ghost of Lavinia