What solemnity can be found in this A smile, the honour of betrayal
How could be found in the dreariest of nights? What solace for mind, tarnished heart? Two crestfallen clinging together in fathomless dark In maelstrom of despair dimming other's shine
And half of his blood like mine - kindred spirit to me But the in his eyes remind of the one who is gone forever
When dreams carry me past this life, to thin mist I rest in silence, in place and desolate
Long are midwinter's nights as the to live has died Evanescent the light, evoking memories of life Of the life long lost, in ashes of love and joy
And half of his blood bleeds like - kindred spirit, yet free But the gleam in his abates for my guilt shackles him too
What sublimity can be found in love? trust, the moral of deceiver
There's no future for a son this burden of grief No leading to walk this tormented ghost Two crestfallen clinging together in fathomless dark In maelstrom of despair father suppressing the shine
As the end is slowly our paths must now diverge slowly easing, shackles unchained, uplifting
Beyond many a weary Where light gives birth to evening stars At the treelines of distant, devouring Await my demons, embodying this
Better to now on stranger's porch, find home on soil Brighter the sun to a forsaken child than to a father in Disencumbered from this with the most cruel way to be alone, abandoned to be free