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