| Memories start to fade, only a gray thought of something
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| Was it even me?
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| All the scars remind me I was somewhere
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| Forgotten you were so don’t dare to rise
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| Stay in your tomb, whoever you were
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| I washed myself with pain a long time ago
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| So deep that nothing can reach me These deep shadows of my heart, crushing pain
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| It follows in voices, the rooms, the garden
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| Leaving me to bleed the truth of it all
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| Who ever is sentenced to love will bow down as a servant of sorrow
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| Searching memories of the days of light
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| It will kill me, even a touch of warmth
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| But I long for it more
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| Than the stone I’ve turned to Alone in this castle, in these halls of gloom
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| An old shape, once a brave man
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| Now the servant of sorrow |