Now your sorrow swallows you,
the very same happens to me too...

Standing out on a shining sea,
out across she waits for me...

As I walk about, gazing at the rooms.
Lost as a robber in a Pharoh's tomb...

The steaming water from the shower mane,
Washing my blood down the drain...

Falling down into the deep,
Drowning in the tears I weep...

Bloody and beaten,
I fall to my knees...