LINGER IN MY SHADOW! IVY ROSES ENTWINE AROUND OUR FEET THIS MIDNIGHT GARDEN WHERE COVERT ANGELS COME TO WEEP
AGES COME AND GO YEARS LIKE SEASONS PASS A HEADLESS CROWN IS ALL THAT LASTS
WE WEATHER THE STORM BESIDES A LION HEAD WHERE WE WATCH A CRUMBLING WORLD ROTTEN AND SAD THE YOUNG, THE OLD, THE LOWLY, THE STRONG, SILENTLY SIP THE POISON OF TIME THEN WITH A GESTURE OF SALVATION THEY TURN INTO STONE
AGES COME AND GO YEARS LIKE SEASONS PASS A HEADLESS CROWN IS ALL THAT LASTS
WEATHER-BEATEN HANDS RESTRAIN THE TIME WHAT JOY, AND BEAUTY, AND WHAT SADNESS IS MINE! FALLEN ARE THE LEAVES LIFELESS STAND THE TREES FORSAKEN STAIRS LEAD TO NOWHERE
AGES COME AND GO YEARS LIKE SEASONS PASS A HEADLESS CROWN IS ALL THAT LASTS