Behold me now, I'm lost somehow 

Summoned up in sorrow from a world beyond 

Never let go my crimson rapture… 

Can you touch my soul? 



I see you in every shade 

In every moment I breathe 

You came as the silent wanderer, 

Travelling to distant shores 



I am the life that learned to die 

I have no choice, I've lost my voice 

I am the tear who broke with fear 

I won't return, to death I turn 



If humans were like swans, 

I could bear this burden with ease… 

Never to witness this heartless disease, 

As the wounds of time neglect me 



Walking the earth as the solitary reaper… 

Dressed in the lost voices of time 

I bathe in quiet waters of tearful shades, 

(and) I suffer in every corner of your sanctuary 



Embrace me now, for I will die, 

The pain I feel inside will never leave 

But never let go my crimson rapture… 

Can you heal my soul?