Last Dream

Laughter of the night devours your life's brightness

Virgin is singing ý apparition of your death

exterior of the dark's standing deep in fern

white robe's waving in fog like her pitch-dark hair

your past was grey, your future is black

tears of extinct days stream through her eyes

blood over your tomb

She begins to cry, the master of the dead

holds a cross towards the sky

her empty eyes turn red, ardor is her soul

I hear this screaming flame

Ashes to ashes, blood to blood

condemnation, dust to dust

The bloody, black full moon

illuminates her skin

deadly pale it shines

reflecting at your grave

beyond the shades of sun

where pleasure's obsolete

I stride into a cryptic faint

ashore benighted thoughts

Your past was grey, your future is black

tears of extinct days stream through her eyes

blood over your tomb

See the wind abate

your dreamland life now ends

downpour leaves the clouds

raindrops touch your skin

grass will grow on your vault

comply with the night

Unveil this appearance,

it's your deceased wife

walk through untrod glades

The undefeated low will end...

Define forsaken joy

domestic close behind shadows prowl in the dark,

messengers of god

a modest epitaph carved in your stone

what have they written,

your will never know