Forever young in a ground so cold

The splendour of your death stil fresh to behold



In your neck an open wound

To spawn life into our Love

And to feed the creatures of our world



We have tasted from the poisoned gift of love

Which condemned us to forever fly alone



We have experienced an aged potion

The wine of life which stole us light

May we gather again and be as one

And to forever relish in the twin joys



As we taste from the poisoned gift of love



Forever young in a ground so cold

The splendour of your dance still there to behold



Our legend is a sin in tongues

To eternal sleep, to trance we belong

We are now but an empty glance

Palid is your state of grace



To eternal sleep we belong

Feeling the rapture of the world

Beneath the violence of this curse

From the poisoned gift of love



Once I asked you to fly

Tonight I recreate the vow:

Do not fail to love Me as I have failed to die

With you