| We are like mourners when they stand and cry | |
| At open grave in wind and rain. | |
| Yes, it is death. But you shall rise again | |
| Your sun return to this benighted sky. | |
| I plunge in flood and flame, | |
| Suffer every shame and blame. | |
| What ear would hear me if I cried? | |
| what could I do to stand the tide? | |
| Darkness pressed the shimmering veil, | |
| To the black it starts to rend. | |
| I am not called upon to be | |
| The dark gift. | |
| Your heart that cannot lie, | |
| Your love is chained, you greedful soul | |
| Love with us won't grief no more | |
| New life will come as your tears will dry. | |
| I plunge in flood and flame, | |
| Suffer every shame and blame. | |
| What ear would hear me if I cried? | |
| what could I do to stand the tide? | |
| Darkness pressed the shimmering veil, | |
| To the black it starts to rend. | |
| I am not called upon to be | |
| The dark gift. | |
| Hush my child and come along | |
| Where the stars are velvet soft. | |
| Hush my child and come along | |
| Where the stars are velvet soft. | |
| Darkness pressed the shimmering veil | |
| To the black it starts to rend | |
| I am not called upon to be... | |
| Darkness pressed the shimmering veil, | |
| To the black it starts to rend. | |
| I am not called upon to be | |
| The dark gift. |
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