I fall to my knees before you with pain in your eyes, you speak to me
Whispers of numbing solace hushed from your crimson lips
I buried you watched you fall before me
Now your ghost haunts me and I long for your touch
I buried you what do you want from me?
Your ghost is more than a memory what could you want from me?
One day you will be mine as I venture into the shadowland
I see your beautiful visage take my hand and lead me away
