Silent spirit walks before me with her beauty and with her eyes heaven help me I feel I'm fading I should rest here for a while
In the dreamtime I'm awakened as my senses seize the night heaven help me I'm forsaken I should rest here for a while
and lie in the bed you've made ophelia dry are the lips that lost their taste of love drown in the waters that would give you life cry as this lamentation thrusts its knife