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