i saw the flowers die
grand beauty turn to dust
under wings of cold white death
winter came into my sleep
i had left myself once again
covered with grey despair
my fallen memories lay bleak and bare
untold misery had awaken [bad word]  enlighten my dream
with your forever smile
linger here awhile
and be with me in my [bad word]  return the sun
for it is growing dark
and i am bleeding dry
from this wound

i wear the face of a dying wish
seeking beyond the gate of my delusion
where she is dancing with the dead
clad in a shroud of eternal peace [bad word]  enlight my dream
let your moon arise
save me from the [bad word] fed with sorrows [bad word]  return from dust
be with me for one last time
save me from myself
or i will be dead by dawn

i saw the flowers die
and nothing felt the same
under wings of cold white death
weary hours brought the end