I pace, alone
   In a place for the dead
   Overcome by woe
   And here, I've grown
   So fond of dread
   That I swear it's heaven
  
   Oh sweet May,
   Dressed in grief
   Roll back the stone
  
   With these words scrawled in a severed hand
   Tears fall like shards of glass that band
   In rivers, like sinners
   Swept with me to join the damned
  
   A darkened sky
   The day that laughter died
   Fell swiftly into night
   And stayed within Her sight
   Staring at the knife
   Oh God, how easy now the sacrifice
   My life, to have Her with me
  
   So farewell to distant thunder
   Those inept stars I've worshipped under
   Fall father, their Father
   Lies in wait in flames below
   Whilst my love, a blood red flower
   Calls to me from verdant bowers
   Graveside, I cry
   Please save me from this Hell I know
  
   A darkened sky
   The day that laughter died
   Fell swiftly into night
   And stayed within Her sight
   Staring at the knife
   Oh God, how easy now to sacrifice
   My life, to have Her with me
  
   An eye for an eye as espied in the bible
   My faith is lost to the burning of idols
   One less cross to press upon the survival
   Of this lorded agony
  
   And I, (much as I have tried
   To bury Her from mind,
   Fate's tourniquet was tied, when She died...)
   Still sense Her presence so divine
   Lithe arms about my throat
   Like pining swans entwined
   Footfalls at nightfall close to mine
  
   Suicide is a tried and tested formula for release
  
   I snatch Her whisper like the wind through cedars
   See Her face in every natural feature
   Midst the mist and sleepy hollows of fever...
   With glee deceiving me
  
   Suicide is a tried and tested formula for release
  
   I hear Her voice from where the grave defies Her
   Sirensong to sing along, no finer
   Suicide notes, harmonised in a minor
   Strike a chord with misery
  
   No light nor reef
   No unsinkable of romance keeps me
   Safely from the stormy seas
   Now drowning, resounding
   Death-knells pound my dreams
   Unthinkable to dredge through this
   Listless and lonely winter frieze
  
   A darken sky
   This day hereafter dies
   Falls swiftly into night
   Abd stays within my sight
   Staring at the knife
   Oh God, how ease it was to sacrifice
   My life, to have Her with me
  
   No more a victime of crsade
   Where souls are strung from moral palissades
   I slit my wrists and quickly slip away...
   I journey now on Summerlands
   To grace Her lips with contraband
   The blaze once in my veins