When shall we three meet again?. In thunder, lightning, or in rain?. When the hurly burly's done?. When the battle's lost, not won?. . A tyranny of souls that love has lost.
I mean you no harm. Come closer, learn the truth. Come closer, learn the truth. Come. Bless me, mother, for I have sinned.
Who stole your heartbeat in the night?. The acolytes fearful in the flickering light. They hold a mirror to catch the breath from your mouth. But your breath was stolen by the wind from the south.