I wish that we could go back to the way that things were meant to be With every word we said reflecting our ideal reality Under the ocean now we lay at rest along with all our dreams But in our rest there is a freedom that before we could not see Love is dead After all Love is dead After all And now we're ruined but we still wish that the old ideals are true Searching for something now to lead us and to guide us the way through Two thousand years we've spent in silence and now we're the ones to blame So why do we give up, instead we should just play our little game Love is dead After all Love is dead After all Love is dead After all Love is dead After all