A child was born in silence    And winter rose to clothe itself    With a voice of one who weeps    I curse this memory      You held the hand of hope    With glory's wreath And deceiver's promise    The vows your lips have sworn    Tomorrow wear decay      Stifled sobs Bow to cold laughter    The breeze is speechless    As the dust drinks the dew    A child-like hope    With fear betrothed    Never ceases to kiss my feet       This is my final lamenting kiss    I have spun my last thread    My dreams have broke    Plundered and bare    My jewels are tarnished    The wailings of the heart    Are with the unborn       Dreams of poetry    It is cold within    My knotted hand strikes    A tuneless chord    The noise of tongues    In my darkened labyrinth    Prophesies are whispered    To a face careworn       Why have I forsaken you    The dove so long imprisoned    Sour remembrance    Of a day never born    My retreating steps    Are clothed in shadows    Laden in black    A amn foresworn       Heaven wept    For the wounds that bled    Tears more bitter than blood    Vex your soul    I am thrown on your mercies    Yet my heart is still hardened    Weep for me, my god, weep for me       Sooth my grief    Through my artless prayers    Your tears burden your aching soul    I held hope's hand    But let her forsake me    May I be faithful    To hold onto yours       This is my final lamenting kiss      This is my final lamenting kiss    I have spun my last thread    My dreams have broke    Plundered and bare    My jewels are tarnished    The wailings of the heart    Are with the unborn       To my god of darkness    My sombre romantic