My mind, it hurts.
One at a time, I take it. Numb my pain.
Where are you, where were you when I needed you?
Sleep in a grave, I see you there.
Fall unto me. Save my hearts desire.
Sun's will fall.
A blazing inferno is what this has become.
Bestow upon me my right to live.
Can this be my eternal slumber. Frozen mountains of crying winds blow through me.
Let it here thy own voice of eternal adagio's.
Let the conuctor prepare us for the final note.
Anticipating the last stroke of his arm. The crescendo at the end of a movement makes our hearts race.
Feel it coming, like a flame growing and growing.
Graceful notes that would serenade a dance,
Become a Lacrimosa to a funeral.