Over mountains, across streams No earthly mass can veil my dreams She is the night; my dark bride The only being for which I'd die
Six hundred years; I have not slept For her love; awake I kept Beyond the lakes, the castle calls me Towards her graceful mystery
The night calls me Am I still dreaming? His words speak to me Am I still screaming?
Through distant forests and fields I crept swiftly and silently At the gates my sorrows drowned To look above at a gargoyle's mount
I stole a rose from her dead garden With the hope that it may charm her But when I arose, I heard a wail From an ugly figure in a dark veil
All hope is gone Am I still waiting? The end is near The end is here
Oh, how my heart bleeds To see her lifeless body Gathering dust from centuries past Now I must believe That I can go on hoping Taking each day as if it were my last But, my soul is crumbling Everytime a tear falls I die
All hope is gone Am I still waiting? The end is here But I'm still alone