Been has her being

Urged to the dwelling of your ancestors

All the long way to their resting place

Now your place, nothing left, no more...



Hungering your love lies in a coffin

Can see the laughing vault

Ramdripping on darkened woods

Love`s soul is fearlessly sold



Escaped from our world

My elegy accompanies you

She`s buried under autumn leaves...



During a howling storm

Dusty claws are grasping at her

Thursting for infinity

This is not her destiny...