How can this ever possibly be, That this would ever happen to me, No not another day, How could life even find another way, To hurt my heart and melt my soul, I guess I will just never be whole, Another way to feel alone, As I wither from skin to bone, My body shake shivers then stops, Yes I wither like freshly poisoned crops, Nothing left to fear, I guess this means the end is near, I shed my last silent tear, Before I tell you all goodbye.....
I kneel before her at full length— Beside my lyre she would now dwell, She was my smiling and my Soul! Laid her on my golden door— Beside my heart, she was my bride. Laid her on my throne in sky— An angel throng! with her bright eyes.
Death kissed my lips.
And when my deep blush went in gold, I reached the end of her bright eyes— She was my own sweet dream! Shed all around me in a winter night, Laid her wide head on my gold light. Thus on that eve, as on that night Held her white breast with its love light, Kind solace to her burning sight!