Please remedy my confusion 
 And [bad word] me back to the day 
 The silence of your seclusion 
 Brings night into all you say 
 Pull me down again 
 And guide me into pain 
 I'm counting nocturnal hours 
 Drowned visions in haunted sleep 
 Faint flickering of your powers 
 Leaks out to show what you keep 
 Pull me down again 
 And guide me into 
 There is failure inside 
 This test I can't persist 
 Kept back by the enigma 
 No criterias demanded here 
 Deadly patterns made my wreath 
 Prosperous in your ways 
 Pale ghost in the corner 
 Pouring a caress on your shoulder 
 Puzzled by shrewd innocence  [bad word] a thick tide beneath 
 Ushered into inner graves 
 Nails bleeding from the [bad word] 
 It is the end for the weak at heart 
 Always the same 
 lullaby for the ones who've lost all 
 Reeling inside 
 My gleaming eye in your necklace reflects 
 Stare of primal regrets 
 You turn your back and you walk away 
 Never again 
 Spiralling to the ground below 
 Like Autumn leaves left in the wake to fade 
 away 
 Waking up to your sound again 
 And lapse into the ways of misery