Wrap your arms around me, Loneliness,
Like you did the night before.
Plant empty kisses upon my neck,
And fill my ears with Love's lore.

Repeat the lies, I beg of you,
Those of which you've memorized.
Tell me about your knight again,
When even Death has been romanticized.

Oh, wrap your arms around me, Loneliness,
For the real world never can compare,
To the dreams that you've instilled in me,
Although your knight has never fared.

For the love of God, touch my skin,
Engulf my body with your truth.
Tomorrow you can tell the same old lies,
And leave me, yet again, with the images of my youth.