Story Behind The Song

The story of three lost loves.

Song Description

Within this song draped with imagery and metaphor, three tales of love combine to form one universal expression. This retrospective on life and lost time combines melodic vocals and powerful guitars to walk the listener through memories with which we can all relate.

Lyrics

THE FORLORN APARNA RIDDLE

Blood dries upon forgotten roses
My demons weave vivid dreams of you
With my own brush I painted my own torment
Tapestries still hang in empty rooms
We shared a love of flesh and of the darkness
You spoke of loss and how you carved your arms
Helpless I lacked the strength to tell you
All I wanted was to hold your heart
All the regret we take, to the grave
I guess we all pay for it one day
A ghost alive I drift through my life searching
For that untaken path that I somehow missed
In a realm where past can be repeated
In that realm where you still exist
Am I really searching for forgiveness
Do I search for anything at all
For all those times that I refused to touch you
For wasted years I chased the sirens' call
All the regret we take, to the grave
I guess we all pay for it... one day
Fallen angel walking earth among us
The stars shine down for only you
Somehow this devil caught your glances
I walked away and lost a life with you.