[Verse 1]
Cm           Dm               Cm
Behold the gallery of love's souvenirs
Cm                    Ebm         Fm Gm
Behold the proof it wasn't just a dream
    Abm       Cm        Cm    Dm   Cm
My mind is a museum of things held dear
    Fm                        Dm
My bones, a mausoleum for my grief
Cm                 Dm             Cm
Somehow I lived a decade each passing year
Cm                Ebm              Fm Gm
A child chasing love through high esteem
     Gm                                 Cm Dm  Cm
No resting on my laurels, there's just die or win
    Fm                             Cm
Sequestered in the dark, afraid to be
[Chorus]
    Fm  Cm
So bury me
Abm           Fm
There is no poetry
    Fm      Em      Cm
In rotting away in bed
Cm         Dm   Ebm
Rotting in my regrets
[Verse 2]
Cm                  Dm                 Cm
I wish I knew what came before these castle walls
Cm              Ebm            Fm Gm
I wish I could remember how to be
     Abm              Cm             Cm  Dm   Cm
But in the winding darkness of those chasmal halls
Fm                                Cm
There's not a single echo left of me
[Chorus]
    Fm  Cm
So bury me
Abm           Fm
There is no poetry
    Fm      Em      Cm
In rotting away in bed
Cm         Dm   Ebm
Rotting in my regrets
    F   G
Define the line
G                    F
Where loathing and longing lie
Ab         Ab       Eb
Where I flinch from touch
Cm       Bm       Cm
Where I crave too much
[Bridge]
Bb             Gm        Gm
Paralysed in crumbling foundations
Bb             Gm        Gm
Captured by ghosts of speculations
Bb          Ab   Gm       Eb        Dm
Trapped in time cadavers keep the score
Bb            A
Ashamed in desperation
    Gm         Fm
In throes of trepidation
    Fm         Ebm
A flight of preservation
   Dm             Dm
A blight upon my heart
 Ebm    Dm   Cm
Love's souvenir
[Choir Break]
Gm        Cm       Fm        Gm
Contritus es ultra determinatio
Gm        Abm   Fm
Numquan satris erit
Gm       Abm   Fm
Mundus melius sine
[Guitar Solo]
[Chorus]
 Fm  Cm
Bury me
Abm           Fm
There is no poetry
    Fm      Em      Cm
In rotting away in bed
Cm         Dm   Ebm
Rotting in my regrets
    F   G
Define the line
        Bb           G      F
Where loathing and longing lie
Ab         Ab       Eb
Where I flinch from touch
Cm       Bm       Cm
Where I crave too much