| My eyes slowly close |
| The light shimmers away |
| It’s the beginning of the journey |
| Myriads of roads for my sins to pave |
| The lust has fled into my dreams |
| As a wayward storm |
| It’s the dawn of a new night |
| Will it pass without harm |
| The road runs like a river beneath my feet |
| Although I am not moving an inch |
| Only the thoughts, They dance like the tides |
| A red looking glass unfolds fragments of life |
| And how I became your willing wife |
| The ghosts of my future, all answered red |
| The moment the ring was on my finger |
| And when you found me in an other man’s bed |
| Did they foretell you about my knight |
| When the key turned my chastity |
| Or was it my life destined to be dead |
| Far away battles |
| beneath a cloak of red satin |
| The yearning of lust, |
| a smouldering fire |
| All can be dealt with, if I only wake up |
| The night drops over the shire |
| The ghosts of my past |
| are carved in my sight |
| Wolves howl to the blue moon |
| Did I deserve this past year |
| A lone and longing fresh bride |
| Taking comfort with willing men |
| When you were gone |
| Was it your life or death I feared |
| Do they know the end of my dreams is near |
| Enforced by the hand of a bearded knight |
| An answer to the sins of the bed |
| A short thrust, the dreams fade away, |
| The knife on the floor has turned deep red, |
| In the light of the dawn this day |