Here, in my garden of shadows
Here, where the black blossoms grow
Tonight, deep waters will overflow
Here, no man dares to go...

Here, the nights are but lonely
Here, it's not safe to abide
Nowhere to run or to scream or to hide
Beware the Blackening Tide.

Come, my child, come closer
See what the lone river holds
Tales of sadness, of love young and old,
Come, dear, embrace the cold...

No, dear moonbeam, don't fear
Though it is cold as stone
You wouldn't leave me here standing alone...?
Stay here, this is your new home.

Stay with the misty deep river,
Stay with soft voices unheard
Calling to us, they outshine the bird
Of lives that were lost and all blurred.

So here, in our garden of shadows,
It shall be just you and I
You will care for the blossoms and stay by my side
Till you're carried away by the tide...

Beware the Blackening Tide...