Forever young in a ground so cold
  The splendor of your death still fresh to behold
  
  In your neck an open wound
  To spawn life into your Love
  And to feed the creatures of our world
  
  We have tasted from the poisoned gift of love
  Which condemned us to forever fly alone
  
  We have experienced an aged potion
  The wine of life which stole us light
  May we gather again and be as one
  And to forever relish in the twin joys
  
  As we taste from the poisoned gift of love
  
  Forever young in a ground so cold
  The splendour of your dance still there to behold
  
  Our legend is a sin in tongues
  To eternal sleep, to trance we belong
  We are now but an empty glance
  Palid is your state of grace
  
  To eternal sleep we belong
  Feeling the rapture of the world
  Beneath the violence of this curse
  From the poisoned gift of love
  
  Once I asked you to fly
  Tonight I recreate the vow:
  Do not fail to love Me as I have failed to die
  With you...