"My life is over,
There's no point in moving on...

Love betrothed thee,
Death beseeched me...

A noose hang high in the trees,
That shadow, it sits and waits...

The knife was held high,
Positioned to throw...

Through't the mid'st of winter,
Shadows will fall...

Alone, a child travels,
In search, of a treasure...

My Love, I will never leave you.
You will always have me in your arms...

Are we dead,
Are we alive...