Why do you stay at the end of my gaze That woman whom even gods praise How does she spend her lonely days When we each go our separate ways Lady, so fair, all look with amaze Who is mine alone, now and always
I will welcome Hell with open arms As any mother would Greet each child at the door No matter bad or good Sing the deaf a lullaby Paint sunsets for the blind For no matter who they prayed to They are all here left behind