My eyes slowly close

The light shimmers away

It’s the beginning of the journey

Myriads of roads for my sins to pave

The lust has fled into my dreams

As a wayward storm

It’s the dawn of a new night

Will it pass without harm

The [bad word] like a river beneath my feet

Although I am not moving an inch

Only the thoughts, They dance like the tides

red looking glass unfolds fragments of life

And how I became your willing wife

The ghosts of my future, all answered red

The moment the ring was on my finger

And when you found me in another man’s bed

Did they foretell about my knight

When the key turned my chastity

Or was it my life destined to be dead

Far away battles,

beneath a cloak of red satin

The yearning of lust,

a smouldering fire

All can be dealt with, if I only wake up

The night drops over the shire

The ghosts of my past

are carved in my sight

Wolves howl to the blue moon

Do they know,

the end of my dreams is near

Enforced by the hand of a bearded knight

Did I deserve this past year

lone and longing fresh bride
 [bad word] with willing men

When you were gone

Was it your life or death I feared

An answer to the sins of the bed

short [bad word]  the dreams fade away,

The knife on the floor has turned deep red,

In the light of the dawn this day