closing sanctuary in this shimmering night

So tired, so restless under an ominous light

 

I found myself in thoughts of dying

Shivered in bitter dismay

I see you there; And I wonder why

The silence does not break

 

Away, please turn away

In my dreams you haunt me still [bad word]  [bad word] my way

In my life I need you still

 

The morrow-winds shall blow no more

So many pale moons ago

flower of death did grow

 

closing sanctuary in this shimmering night

So tired, so restless under an ominous light

 

You found yourself in thoughts of dying

Shivering in bitter dismay

I see you there; and I wonder why

The silence does not break

 

Away, you turned away

In my dreams you haunt me still [bad word]  [bad word] my way

In my life I need you still

 

To blossom in the deepest of black

And thus we die to flower again

 

"I keep your memory near my heart

My brilliant, beautiful guiding Star

Till long life over, I too depart

To the infinite night where perhaps you are."

 
 [bad word] through the dirty glass

Cutting myself to behold another spring

 

So I became the exile, unable to (sustain) love

Smiling at Death and unite with my solitude

To finally turn the blooded page

 

I pray these tears will end soon

But you just left me lying here

I wasn't ready for the world

Still, I was thrown in there