In the still of eventide lie two lovers torn
Who gaze upon the waning moon oceans apart
Where between us rests a veil of shattered glass
And within us a hell of cold and idle hearts
Here it rains forever
Where I feel your presence still
And over the wake of my spirit’s fall
Lies the darkening of heaven
Where our silhouettes gather
Once more embraced for their final dance
In lament of beauty – the sorrows of thine
A portrait of pale remembrance
By the howls of a dream profound
The falling of departed suns
I stare beyond her spectral eyes
In breathless adoration
I drink the twilight’s glare
Whose deafening silence speaks
The tempestuous sepulchers
Of all that has forsaken me
In the dust of eventide lie two hearts reborn
Who gaze upon the waning moon tethered with scars
Where between us rests a veil of memories passed
And until we meet again
I’ll carry you – upon burdened hands
Here it rains forever
where I feel your presence still
And over the wake of my spirit’s fall
Lies the darkening of heaven
Where our silhouettes gather
Once more embraced for their final dance
In lament of beauty – the sorrows of thine
A portrait of pale remembrance