Alas, here is your serenade, my darling
That leaves you speechless and weak
May it teach you how to feel?
May it remedy your heartlessness
And may your cries not interrupt this swansong?

This is a call to arms for all who recognize romance as
As a dying scene
Who'll take it to their graves?
This is a call to arms for all who hold this sacrament close
May our hearts burn on?

How dare you weep
For it's insincerity that trickles down your face?
Alas, here is your serenade, my darling
And oh what a long time coming it has been
This cruel lullaby that shall plague
Your dreams and carry me towards revolution

This is a call to arms for all who recognize romance as
As a dying scene
Who'll take it to their graves?
This is a call to arms for all who hold this sacrament close
May our hearts burn on?

I'll sing for you
The thernody of modern romance

This is a call to arms for all who recognize romance as
As a dying scene
Who'll take it to their graves?
This is a call to arms for all who hold this sacrament close
May our hearts burn on?

Take it to their graves
Our hearts burn on
Take it to their graves

This is a call to arms for all who hold this sacrament close
May our hearts burn on?