Left my kingdom of a time long past
within the grave of my icy throne.
Where did my people go?
Even in death I never expected to be so alone
never thought I'd wish this eternal sleep to last.
Now I'm surrounded by metal beasts
losing my soul in a royal disgrace.
Where did my people go?
Drinking despair as I taste
the bitter lies of this feast.
No one remembers my wife or child
long forgotten before yesterday begins.
Where did my people go?
If wandering is the curse of my sin
has romantic ideals become so wild?
Today I bow my head to pray
for the dead's wasted light.
Where did my people go?
Closed my eyes, and now it's night
sleeping without someone once worth the stay.

Don't let me fade away
as I blend into the night.
Invisible until I decide to stay
hiding from the choir of the spotlight.
I dance the song of the unknown
upon the mask for the alone.
So Happy Birthday to the dead
love is nothing but a wish
man can live without bread
with the help of the magician's kiss.
I swear to you I do exist.
A gift to me from you
burning memories I soon will miss
I swear to you but prove it true.

How can I describe my love
it is beyond my words to say.
She was first to charm
second to love
and the more I knew her
the lovelier she soon became.
She’s the apple of my eye
and with it I shall see
the fruit of our love
was never meant to be.
So I’m twice broken
from lies never spoken.
Now she is gone
but never will I fret
look there’s another
Was our love meant to be?

I hardly slept at all last night
and as a little boy might say
it’s not fault mom and dad
I’m not the one to blame
I was kept up on night by a bear
who should bare all the shame
In his furry arms I should lay
forgetting all my woes
In the midst of blue I should dream
before I become so too
but my bear my friend forgot his job
to guard what’s true
and protect what’s mine
But before I went to bed
I forgot to pat his head
and now he’s rather cross you see
If I were to go to sleep
I’m afraid my bear would say
let me keep you company
with the demons you hide away
In his curse you will see
what I would rather not believe
that I lost a friend to my memory
and replaced him with my loving misery.