Memories start to fade, only a gray thought of something
Was it even me?
All the scars remind me I was somewhere
Forgotten you were so don't dare to rise
Stay in your tomb, whoever you were

I washed myself with pain a long time ago
So deep that nothing can reach me

These deep shadows of my heart, [bad word] pain
It follows in voices, the rooms, the garden
Leaving me to bleed the [bad word] of it all

Who ever is sentenced to love will bow down as a servant of sorrow

Searching memories of the days of light
It will kill me, even a touch of warmth
But I long for it more
Than the stone I've turned to

Alone in this castle, in these halls of gloom
An old shape, once a brave man
Now the servant of sorrow