I´ve faced the fathoms in your deep
withstood the suitors quiet siege
pulled down the heavens just to please you
appease you
the wind blows and I know

I can´t go on, digging roses from you grave
to linger on, beyond the beyond
where the willows weep
and whirlpools sleep, you´ll find me
the coarse tide reflects sky

and the night mare rides on, and the night mare rides on
with a december black psalm
and the night mare rides on
what i fear is lost here
the wind blows and I know

all you have to do is run away
and steal yourself from me
become a mystery to gaze into
you´re so cruel in all you do

but still I believe, I believe in you

so may you come with your own knives
you´ll never take me alive
with all the force of what is true
is there nothing I can do?

I can´t go on, digging roses from you grave
to linger on, beyond the beyond
where the willows weep
and whirlpools sleep, you´ll find me

and the night mare rides on, and the night mare rides on
with a december black psalm
and the night mare rides on

I´ve faced the fathoms in your deep

withstood the suitors quiet siege
pulled down the heavens just to please you
to hold the flower I can´t keep