As I lay dying at the eve of my days   There is a void inside me, hollowed by the years      Time has made these scars, burned them in my soul   Mouldred this ugly figure of anguish and woe      Only death by my side, in the darkness waiting   I weep for what I've done, cry for what I've not      I beg for salvation, that cannot be found   Never in this life, not with these memories      I never have shown regret or asked for forgiveness   I never have relented, no, or yielded to prayers      Only vision in my mind, as I give my life   How she hides her face, and turn away