Love of my soul,
soul of my love...

No one sees I am dying,
no one sees the pain...

Friendship, the gift of love that goes beyond...
true friends don't need tokens of flesh and blood...

A once warm bed, broken and left to thieves.
War is forced into a happy home...

You don't think she know, when you go home,
but she's smelling perfume, and not your cologne...

Shadow, you are my mistress.
Death will fall, death will fall...

Shadows of what used to be
reflect in eyes and hands and mouths...

I know you.
I see you stalking slowly towards me...

Heartless.
Fearless...

Why must I be afraid to love you.
Or even afraid of the dark...

Whose gonna wipe your tears little boy,
walking down that lonely street...

Walking down this corridor,
I look at the ceiling, I look at the floor...