Tonight is the night I die.

[Acehilm]

I die tonight, as my sorrow escapes

No quiet place to roam the face

As the quiet beam, it flees the void

Undressing death slowly to become destroyed

 

No mistletoe to hang my soul

For I am not the one for-told

In those stories of regret, grief and suffering

I speak those words, so frail - stuttering

And the words I spoke never went deaf ear

For my death and passing was only one to fear

 

I smile back now, so don't feel no pain

I knew it would happen, in the silence of the rain

And from this grief, brings a life of its own

But my name forever lives, on the tomb of my stone.