Like a spell from which I Can't awake now I sleep Soundly, Dying in your arms, I felt Your tears glide on my face And your hands hold mine For the last time, The angel of mystery is Here to lead me in the king- Dom of silence. We are immersed in a Boundless sea of sorrow Death is the darkened hori- Zon we'll reach in our Wreck, Sweet is my rest like a kiss Of the woman I loved And now her heart is veiled With a cloud of sadness. You'll close my weary Eyes languishing and resi- Gned and petals of withered Roses will settle on my Weak body as tears I'll rove forever on the Banks of the oblivion's river Bur I'll hear your mounded Heart cry for me. "..And my tears will furrow my Cheeks and will rush in the Endless ebony abyss of Torment."
