I`ve faced the fathoms in your deep
withstood the suitors quiet siege
pulled down the heavens just to please you
appease you
the wind blows and I know
I can`t go on, digging roses from you grave
to linger on, beyond the beyond
where the willows weep
and whirlpools sleep, you`ll find me
the coarse tide reflects sky
and the night mare rides on, and the night mare rides on
with a december black psalm
and the night mare rides on
what i fear is lost here
the wind blows and I know
all you have to do is run away
and steal yourself from me
become a mystery to gaze into
you`re so cruel in all you do
but still I believe, I believe in you
so may you come with your own knives
you`ll never take me alive
with all the force of what is true
is there nothing I can do?
I can`t go on, digging roses from you grave
to linger on, beyond the beyond
where the willows weep
and whirlpools sleep, you`ll find me
and the night mare rides on, and the night mare rides on
with a december black psalm
and the night mare rides on
I`ve faced the fathoms in your deep
withstood the suitors quiet siege
pulled down the heavens just to please you
to hold the flower I can`t keep