Swiftly the silence is passing over the meadow,
as the decaying autumn leaves, playing a tune in echo;
Deep ravine of sorrow,
with a stream of crystal clear blue water of tomorrow.

I remember, it was in December;
I was alive and the fire walked by my side;
I close my eyes,
for the sweet days of delight.

All my life I've grown these roses of hate;
My darkened past uncovered, a ******* heart rate;
You gave me smiles to soothe my heart of stone,
caressed me until the dawn.

Come my beauty,
I can't see you but I know you're here;
A gentle breeze whispered in my ear;
You showed me life, forever leaving me your mark.

And in the day and in the night,
we're thousands of miles apart;
And what seemed so real before;
Deep within,the love I feel, your epitaph.

Truth no longer matters,
as my black soul it's dirge now sings.
Nature brought and now away it takes.

Under the dark clouds of May;
My darling, my love,
sometimes blood paints it all to black;

Flower of life, gone.
Now in a castle with walls as high as the black sky,
resting in a world no one can see;
Only for the angels and my sweet Dee;

Laying silent in a glade;
Laying silent in the shade;
The dark insists to be,
my companion of misery.

I'm here today to join the dark wave,
on this gloomy night;
I lay the rose upon her grave.

Light a candle in her memory,
for what once was,
and the dreams that shall never be.