Texty: Apocalyptica. Reflections. Heat.

I?m giving up the ghost of love
And a shadow is cast on devotion
She is the one that I adore
Queen of my silent suffocation

Break this bittersweet spell on me
Lost in the arms of destiny bittersweet
I won?t give up I?m possessed by her
I?m bearing a cross she's turned into my curse

Break this bittersweet spell on me
Lost in the arms of destiny bittersweet
I want you
(Oh, how I wanted you)
And I need you
(Oh, how I needed you)

Oh, break this bittersweet spell on me
Lost in the arms of destiny
Break this bittersweet spell on me
Lost in the arms of destiny bittersweet