The clock strikes the hour and I fail to rise
will my heart beat again when the time is right?
When darkness is nigh, don’t weep for me
The ghost of my hope always walks beside me
those eyes in the dark that freeze my soul
with fear I take my steps towards this uncertain day
no one will be there, should I fall
I have walked my path, in solitude lies atonement
let me wander alone as I wither beneath the clouds
A basin filled with bloody tears
a house without a living soul in it
a clearing draped in mist
a forest, home to spirits of loss
This is the final hour
there is no escape
there is nothing you can do
this is my gift unto you