As the sun drew up
 Its golden chair
 I looked upon my own sleep
 And so you shall
 Taste my grief

 Through blood and tears
 You helped me

 You [left for none?]
 Lonely defeat

 I'll doom this nights
 I drill my life

 As I look at them
 And know what my hands have done

 I've shaked these thorns for you
 From my crown, for you

 So go on now
 Put on that dress for me.
 Put on that dress for me
 Put on that dress
 For me

 Put on that dress

 Well my love, my love
 My sweet one
 What have you done?
 My love [x3]
 My sweet
 I only think of you
 And this nights we had
 I only dream of you
 I'm so alone