I see the stars
They shine so brilliantly
Against the somber ebony
that is the night sky

In this scene I do find comfort
The mournful abyss calls to me
Whispering promises of felicity
Perhaps that is the reason why

The moons always fade
and the tide always washes in
so strongly that I cannot help it, but
into the unforgiving waves, I fall

I do beseech that I can live
Without the ache
Without the pain
Without the feelings at all