Sensual awakening,Numbing feeling’s dead,Conception’s romanticised,Synthetized broken heart’s to bled,Without emotion, your heartstring’s played,Strummed and severed to the tune of a tragic serenade,(A tragic chorus,)Without emotion, your hearstrings break,Snapped and severed to the tune of a tragic, sad-cliche.No love lost,When all is said and done,There’s no love lost.The low cost of loving,Amorous travesty,Human frailties and weakness are easy prey,How your poor heart will bleed.