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