I So as not to speak As words are here to poison The miserable heart it has chosen I bind not blindeth on wher’s I laid my heart’s end
II T’was a mischievous song and a sweet scent Alas the end is near and neareth shall I bind thee So as to beset someone to collect my reality As I gain strength to give my covert sentiments
III Bewitched by the eyes of nigh ol’ amour Whispers of greatness thee angels sinking deeply Drowning on savagery as I was scrapped dearly T’was nigh my ol’ amour death shall devour us
IV Alas the end is near A ******* shanty promise Longed and forgotten Is it I who will bid farewell?
V I, a scared entity A coward, nay I say doth I could ne’er speak such sentiments Forget me and leave me be
VI I, a living entity but nearly death has taken me Doth already poisoned my heart’s hope If I could love, says the ol’ lad I do, I do keep my sentiments at bay