On that dreadfull misty night I took you to lay by my side. O what a night it was with my love but now the things aren't the same, NO!

Still we are one...
You are dead by my side, your soft skin pake and sweet. Through death my love perfected!

I hold your cold hand in mine and I feel sweet breeze of love

Still we are one...
You are dead by my side, your soft skin pake and sweet. Through death my love perfected!
And dead by my side...
Is how I love yoy most, you make me feel warm even though you are rotting corpse.