The dying saints held their faith With blood-stained prayers The wicked gods gave the poets Regret and despair Now some ruffians and grifters Might fall in love with no hesitation Whether with harlots or virgins It's no guarantee of salvation When I plead my cause before the court of heaven Before I likely take my place in hell The regrets, I'll own forever 'Cause I'll not see my love again And in times of cold, she'll be alone as well Our scrapes were not lethal And my crimes just purloined schemes She prayed for my atonement Some souls can't be redeemed A rose leaves its fragrance When tread on by a heel So when I've come to where all light is gone Her essence will be with me still When I plead my cause before the court of heaven Before I likely take my place in hell The regrets, I'll own forever 'Cause I'll not see my love again And in times of cold, she'll be alone as well The regrets, I'll own forever 'Cause I'll not see my love again And in times of cold, she'll be alone as well