(verse 1) covered the carcass of time with flowers to send the scent of blame to the grave fast then set the darkest thoughts on fire and watched the ashes climb to heavens gates we hide behind the crimson door while the summers killed by the fall alive behind the crimson door while the winter sings your love will be the death of me (verse 2) Death served wine for lovers Brought up from the world where devils reign fast then And intoxicated angels with sorrow As they witnessed in the eyes of their slaves we hide behind the crimson door while the summers killed by the fall alive behind the crimson door while the winter sings your love will be the death of me We hide behind the crimson door