I pace, alone   In a place for the dead   Overcome by woe   And here, I've grown   So fond of dread   That I swear it's heaven      Oh sweet Mary,   Dressed in gray   Roll back the stone      With these words scrawled in a severed hand   Tears fall like shards of glass that bend   In rivers, like sinners   Swept with me to join the damned      A darkened sky   The day that laughter died   Fell swiftly into night   And stayed within Her sight   Staring at the knife   Oh God, how easy now to sacrifice   My life, to have Her with me      So farewell to distant thunder   Those inept stars I've worshipped under   Fall farther, their Father   Lies in wait in flames below   Whilst my love, a blood red flower   Calls to me from verdant bowers      Graveside, I cry   Please save me from this Hell I know      A darkened sky   The day that laughter died   Fell swiftly into night   And stayed within Her sight   Staring at the knife   Oh God, how easy now to sacrifice   My life, to have Her with me      An eye for an eye as espied in the bible   My faith is lost to the burning of idols   One less cross to press upon the survival   Of this lorded agony      And I, (much as I have tried   To bury Her from mind,   Fate's tourniquet was tied, when She died...)   Still sense Her presence so divine   Lithe arms about my throat   like pining swans entwined   Footfalls at nightfall close to mine      Suicide is a tried and tested formula for release      I snatch Her whisper like the wind through cedars   See Her face in every natural feature   Midst the mist and sleepy hollows of fever...   With glee deceiving me      Suicide is a tried and tested formula for release      I hear Her voice from where the grave defies Her   Sirensong to sing along, no finer   Suicide notes, harmonised in a minor   Strike a chord with misery      No light nor reef   No unsinkable of romance keeps me   Safely from the stormy seas   Now drowning, resounding   Death-knells pound my dreams   Unthinkable to dredge through this   Listless and lonely winter freeze      A darkened sky   This day hereafter dies   Falls swiftly into night   And stays within my sight   Staring at the knife   Oh God, what ease it was to sacrifice   My life, to have Her with me      No more a victim of crusade   Where souls are strung from moral palisades   I slit my wrist and quickly slip away...   I journey now on jewelled sands   Beneath a moon to Summerlands   To grace Her lips with contraband   The blaze once in my veins