As bound my heart beats against this cage I weep
For is no great love that sorrow does not cloud
While gazing upon this lake full of regretful Moors
I am yet bound
Bound be I to a spell he did cast
Upon my soul forever last
Shall not I leave, for captive of his wilds
And yet at such distance I long for a tempered embrace
Shackled does not memory fade
Or the heart cave
For the beating heart strings only one song
Promises to carry on
For no truer love can I declare
Till yet no more life do I have to spare