He awaits thee

Oh, how welcoming is the embrace of death...

Weep not, my sweet child

Thy tears shan't go to waste

Silent death awaits thee

In His arms you've no escape



His smile, so wretched

His heart made of stone

Dare you look him in the eyes?

"Oh no, I daren't say."



Let his arms hold you fast

Bid thy final breath farewell

Oh, such a sad song

The sweet melody of death!



"Will I not be missed?"

He awaits thy soft breath

He aches for thee, don't you see?

His cruel love shall set thee free



"Shall I leave, shall I go?

Cruel fate shakes these bones

And my heart breaks so grandly

Is it my only hope?"