In the day, in the night To all, to each thy sadness For thy words, for thy pain Shall speak for all time
For snakes of silver throat lie in wait for thee As I sing a death hushed dirge of suffering, shining gray
On dew kissed mourning grounds I burn the candles black For the sun shall rise and light this poppied field And all thy weeping words will flee from thee For all the sorrow I have known, Shall bleed in silence And as she sways thee softly in time I see that I am nothing, but broken shards of emptiness
All I've known, All I've touched Shall wither in her raven arms All I've known, All I've loved Shall perish in the embrace
Yet know I'm dying, dying, dying for....thee For life is tragedy in remembrance