A Doomed Lover - My Dying Bride

Your unbreathing, unbreathing sleep

Our dreamless bed

Is mine to keep

In my eyes and frozen arms

Nothing lives 'cept my harm

Now you’re worn, worn with years

Years and sorrows

Like saints with arrows

Once again, I see a man

I watch him die with a humble sigh

Calm this tide, tide of sorrow

He leads me away and I follow

Sighs and then slumbers

Wakes and sighs again

Opens up the eyes

Sees the ghost again

Our dying love, it prays in vain to live

And pleads for help, I simply cannot give

«My devoted love takes tiny backward

Steps away

Loneliness aplenty spread before me

My devoted love takes tiny backward

Steps away

Loneliness aplenty spread before me"