This willow weeps for me Cascading down peerless faces Bittersweet kisses foretell The suffering of my time I am the one, ornate with pain I cry alone, austere days To caress the sky of marble lines clouds The air is sweet with the scent of jasmine The rains fall gently on the graves And time stands still the misery of life I curse this mockery that I have become I abhor this fate that I must endure I curse his name and the days that remain The pain has become all there is for me Yet still I desire life and savor the morning sun I survive for the day when the voices call Father, please take the hurt away And hold me in your arms Grant me the eternal peace That I have been searching for Father, please let me dream Dream away this nightmare There can be no life for me There is nothing in my world Let the days fade away And the cold calm arrive Let the days drown In a new light Father, there can be no return The end is near for me The blood is a streem With each breath I am closer to you...