In my heart a Moore, a gothic grey and ghostly place.
A ravaged plane of love and loss,
Unbounded by time and space.
I see her umned by mist and lightning running rooted in the stone,
I hear her singing for her life,
My soul chills to the bone.
Monsters roam the heath between us,
Restless spirits sleeping blood.
My body calmed, I have no strength,
Froze as a statue where I'm stood.
Then I glimpse a glance of sudden suprise,
When i hear a distant bell,
The lonely spirit finally free,
Goodbye Angel, Farewell.