As the sun drew up
It's golden chair
I looked upon my own sleep

And so you shall
Taste my grief


Through blood and tears
You helped me


You [left for none?]
Lonely defeat


I'll doom this nights
I drill my life


As I look at them
And know what my hands have done
I've shaked these thorns for you

From my crown, for you

So go on now

Put on that dress for me.
Put on that dress for me
Put on that dress

For me

Put on that dress


Well my love, my love
My sweet one

What have you done?
My love [x3]
My sweet

I only think of you
And this nights we had
I only dream of you

I'm so alone