As I breath with silence
While my mind is cold and distant
On my way to serene happiness
She lays her dying hand

Thew the meadows of heaven
The wind blows in the night
She starts shatter without hope
I die waiting
Asleep no more

Not deaths but even doubt
To strike her until death
Mild voices in the distance
Sweeping the kindness of my heart
Eyes closing with her touch
Mouth open to drink the blood

Closing pages on my life
Sensation to our might
This cruel sea
Our sad death
Burning clouds
Crying sense

Wounded by your guilt
Drowning in your sea
Praying with hope
Will never be

My hope is destroyed with my fright
Without you now
Without my dream
Waiting in tears
Watching them fall

For my dying love
I always comfort thee
To my horrid dream
I always speak in thee

On my torchered body
On my dying soul
To this shallow grave
To this rotting hole