Come forward thou lovliest
When time is still to come
Let the sun warm your face
Illness has burned it`s mark
I`m crucified with burden
Oh you my gemini soul
Father, her flesh is to tired
Longing for rest, sleep eternally, sleep
Sitting with ebony tears
Lost as I am far beyond the dawn
So cold within pain on this endless path
So weak I became after all these years
Silence surrounds me on a trail of sadness
Writing poems of her memory so blessed
Mourner is so deep, in black I`m dressed
In holy ground she can be found
Bones to earth and dust to dust
She passed away to young, too soon
I`ve gone mad, so bad I talk to the moon
Soon she will be
In rigor mortis