Arcana - Medea lyrics

In you were treasured many hopes Tender pledging of days in grace Bliss and dream intertwined as one Joy such all lovers might envy Those thoughts are mine no more For now I am empty; bereft of you I must endure this solitude And nevermore behold your face I did not seek to wring your heart The same act surely wrong my own I had to brace me to the dead Hence filled my heart with wickedness