Forever young in a ground so cold
The splendor of your death still fresh to behold


In your neck an open wound
To spawn life into your 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...