In a Cimmerian wood has my soul been hung,
The war long lost, the church bell rung
Declaring the verdict, her fate.

The day was warm, yet all my soul was frozen
She's just another heart, broken
A noose, in a gloomy wood, hell...

Swaying, my feet dangling off the ground...can't move
They say her form it does behoove
To be eternally silenced.

Whispering... How lovely to be dying there
Just another girl in a snare:
Another loose, fallen woman.

To my innocence i did testify
They knew her soul breathed only lies
Mute, taking all these false charges.

I can't, can't breathe at all: Love, take me to thee!
Save me from this Cimmerian tree.
You stand, a veil blurring your view.