A shadow moves through halls of desolation
Cadaverous souls lost and damned to live
Eternally they are longing for salvation
Cold flesh in every breath you take

I take your life without a last embrace
Surmount your strife, pretend an act of grace
I close your eyes, poison leaves no trace
Your beauty dies, with anguish on your face

Useless hearts are banned in isolation
Solitude cuts deeper than disease
No path leads them out of lamentation
Heart-felt sighs in every sound you hear

Overtaxed angels cannot ease the pain
Subliminal sense of guilt erodes their minds
Immobilized bodies suffering in vain
Redemptive death their only testament

I take your life without a last embrace
Abort your strife, pretend an act of grace
I close your eyes, poison leaves no trace
Your beauty dies, with anguish on your face

Beauty fades away into a careworn face
Time changes our life as if we fall from grace
Like pale autumn leaves in the tempest of time
Blown in the wind then falling to the ground