Perdition

1. I woke up this morning in a mist of nightmare, ooh.
”Forgive me, Father, I have sinned.”
The forests around me are as dark as the chasm in me.
Give me light, give me hope, for redemption I pray till your glory appears, ooh.

I woke up this evening, washed the stains from the door in the hall.
I’ll wait for your coming, your glorious appearing, as told,
as foreseen, from the chasm, the grave, from the hell of the cold.

When can I see you one more time, how can I ever say you’re mine,
when there’s a curse fulfilled between us and nothing else is sure.
There’s just a shadow on the wall, and when the evening twilight falls,
there’s my desire unstilled that nothing can kill, oh no.

2. I went to the churchyard on a path deeply beaten somehow,
I’d offer you my heart, if you only answered me now
in the dark, from the chasm, the grave, from the hell of the cold.

When can I see you one more time, how can I ever say you’re mine,
when there’s a curse fulfilled between us and nothing else is sure.
There’s just a shadow on the wall, and when the evening twilight falls,
there’s my desire unstilled that nothing can kill, oh no.

3. The dark glooming waters of the pond which disgustingly smell,
the bridge like an altar where I severed your ghost from your shell…
No more light, no more hope, in perdition I stay, when all love disappears in the dark, in the chasm, the grave, in the hell of the cold, oh…

When can I see you one more time, how can I ever say you’re mine,
when there’s a curse fulfilled between us and nothing else is sure.
There’s just a shadow on the wall, and when the evening twilight falls,
there’s my desire unstilled that nothing can kill, oh no.

And when we finally meet again, we will not be the same, and then,
who knows what matters still of what has been and what’s foreseen in the end.
And when we finally meet again, we will be not the same, and then,
who knows what matters still: and then I will call you my friend…