A shadow moves through halls of desolation Cadaverous souls lost and damned to live Eternally they are longing for salvation Cold flesh in every breath you take I take your life without a last embrace Surmount your strife, pretend an act of grace I close your eyes, poison leaves no trace Your beauty dies, with anguish on your face Useless hearts are banned in isolation Solitude cuts deeper than disease No path leads them out of lamentation Heart-felt sighs in every sound you hear Overtaxed angels cannot ease the pain Subliminal sense of guilt erodes their minds Immobilized bodies suffering in vain Redemptive death their only testament I take your life without a last embrace Abort your strife, pretend an act of grace I close your eyes, poison leaves no trace Your beauty dies, with anguish on your face Beauty fades away into a careworn face Time changes our life as if we fall from grace Like pale autumn leaves in the tempest of time Blown in the wind then falling to the ground