What can be found in this death? A traitor's smile, the of betrayal
How comfort could be found in the dreariest of What solace for guilt-driven mind, tarnished Two crestfallen figures clinging in fathomless dark In maelstrom of despair dimming each shine
And of his blood runs like mine - kindred spirit to me But the gleam in his eyes of the one who is gone forever
dreams carry me past this life, to thin shrouding mist I in silence, in place lifeless and desolate
Long are midwinter's nights as the to live has died the unwarming light, evoking memories of life Of the life long lost, buried in of love and joy
And half of his blood bleeds mine - kindred spirit, yet free But the gleam in his eyes for my guilt shackles him too
What sublimity can be found in love? Weakling's trust, the of deceiver
There's no future for a son under this burden of No leading to aside this tormented ghost Two figures clinging together in fathomless dark In maelstrom of despair father suppressing the only
As the end is slowly looming our must now diverge Pressure slowly easing, shackles unchained,
Beyond a weary league dimming light gives birth to evening stars At the treelines of distant, woods Await my demons, this longing
Better to now on stranger's porch, find on foreign soil the sun to a forsaken child than to a father in despair Disencumbered from this with the most cruel way Deserted to be alone, abandoned to be