If I Can't Love Her      Beast:    And in my twisted face   There's not the slightest trace   Of anything that even hints of kindness   And from my tortured shape   No comfort, no escape   I see, but deep within is utter blindness       Hopeless   As my dream dies   As the time flies   Love a lost illusion   Helpless   Unforgiven   Cold and driven   To this sad conclusion       No beauty could move me   No goodness improve me   No power on earth, if I can't love her   No passion could reach me   No lesson could teach me   How I could have loved her and make her love me too   If I can't love her, then who?       Long ago I should have seen   All the things I could have been   Careless and unthinking, I moved onward       No pain could be deeper   No life could be cheaper   No point anymore, if I can't love her   No spirit could win me   No hope left within me   Hope I could have loved her and that she'd set me free   But it's not to be   If I can't love her   Let the world be done with me.