This nightmare recurs, I’m sinking in the abyss and
the water burns my lungs, my hands are tied, I see the light,
it’s dimming. Somewhere up there above my head.

This nightmare occurred, sitting in the darkness,
couldn’t sleep, couldn’t breathe,
your arms around my chest.
Like the hangman’s noose,
your touch sends my heart to the gallows, again.

Is this love? Is this tragedy? Oh, I can’t bear the thought.
Is this love? Is this tragedy? You rip me apart, my love.