It was me, peering through the looking-glass

Beyond the embrace of Christ

Like the secret face within the tapestry

Like a bird of prey over the crest

And she was swathed in sorrow, as if born within its mask

Her candlelight snuffed, the icon smiled

Emptiness followed in her wake

I could clasp her in undying love

Within ghostlike rapture the final word was mine

She faced me in awe

'Twas a token of ebony colour

Embodied in faint vapour

Wandering through April's fire

Compelled to grasp and to hold the one that was you

Compelled to grasp and to hold the one that was you

I will endure, hide away

I would outrun the scythe, glaring with failure

It is a mere destiny I thought, a threshold I had crossed before

[Instrumental Interlude]

The rain was waving goodbye, and when the night came

The forest folded its branches around me

Something passed by, and I went into a dream

She laughing and weeping at once: "Take me away"

I don't know how or why, I'll never know when