THE CUP OF WINE ON FRESHLY GRAVE DIE AWAY NOW THE TEMPLE´S BELLS YOU ENTWINE ME AROUND MY NECK CROAKING CROWS CRUCIFIX FALLS FROM GRACE LIKE THE WHISPER OF THE SOULS IN THE CRYING RED BLOOD FLOWS THAT HEARTBEAT STRIKES A WALL LIKE THE STAKES BURN THE MOONGLOW FRIGHTENED CROWS FLYING SLOW BY THE GRAVE MY HEARTWIND BLOWS CUP OF WINE ON FRESHLY GRAVE DIE AWAY THE TEMPLES BELLS IN MY HEART I AM SACRED FOR LOVE FUNERAL FROM DISGRACE UNDERGROUND TWO DAMNED VAMPS FULL OF CRY ALIVE FOR DEEP LOVE DARKDAYS BY DARK RIVER SIDES AND A DEAD RIVER TRUNK STAYED HOLEY BOAT SO OFTEN FULL OF LOVELY VOTES WAS DROWING BETWEEN THE ROCKS DARKDAYS COMING DARKNESS LOVE SINS PAIN NO CRIMES DEATH WILL BE OUR BRIDE BY A DARK RIVER MOOR AND A DEAD RIVER PATH SURROUNDED BY FOG SO OFTEN FULL OF… BEING WITH DEAD SOMETIMES GO DOWN IN VOID ALL THIS STIGMAS AND MEMORIES WITH THE SPLEENS SHADES OF LOVEPAINS RUN ALL THIS LOVING EMOTIONS ON ONE´S MEMORY THE HARD SORROW LEAVES