There she stands
Captured by the waters
She won’t breathe again
The welkin weeps and falls
Here I stand again
Haunted by these waters
Beneath the radiance
Of the same sun that enlightened that day
Thus did commence my weeping
Across the lakes of ruefulness
For every tear of grief, my essence passed away
Asunder the spirit, ripped apart, atwain
Sated and gratified the gods of pain
As her lungs collapsed, a thunder cracked the sky
Her beauty motionless
A waving portrait still
Reflected by the sun
Eternalized in ill will
There we stood
I can rebuild the whole scene
I paint with hatred brush
The canvas of this tragedy
Thus did commence my weeping
Enchantress of my agony
A desolated courier
Reprisal companion
Companion
Asunder the spirit, ripped apart, atwain
Sated and gratified the gods of pain
As her lungs collapsed, a thunder cracked the sky
Mine is the vastness of this crushing grief
Torment of soul, dark as nocturne seas
As the spark in her eyes has faded away
Oh, the weeping
I stare in pain at the somber sky, the painful sky
I stare in pain at the somber sky, this leaden sky
Thus it did commence my weeping
Thus it did commence my weeping
Thus it did commence my weeping
Thus it did commence
Asunder the spirit, ripped apart, atwain
Sated and gratified the gods of pain
As her lungs collapsed, a thunder cracked the sky
Mine is the vastness of this crushing grief
Torment of soul, dark as nocturne seas
As the spark in her eyes has faded away
Oh, the weeping