Forever young in a ground so cold
 The splendor of your death still fresh to behold 

 In your neck an open wound
 To spawn life into your Love
 And to feed the creatures of our world 

 We have tasted from the poisoned gift of love
 Which condemned us to forever fly alone 

 We have experienced an aged potion
 The wine of life which stole us light
 May we gather again and be as one
 And to forever relish in the twin joys 

 As we taste from the poisoned gift of love 

 Forever young in a ground so cold
 The splendour of your dance still there to behold 

 Our legend is a sin in tongues
 To eternal sleep, to trance we belong
 We are now but an empty glance
 Palid is your state of grace 

 To eternal sleep we belong
 Feeling the rapture of the world
 Beneath the violence of this curse
 From the poisoned gift of love
 Once I asked you to fly 

 Tonight I recreate the vow:
 Do not fail to love Me as I have failed to die
 With you...