Somber is my mind, now that Misfortunehas faced my kind; Weary glazed stare, Beneath the Pitch-black hair. On my cheeks, once so live, Adorn Flood of tears, caused by strife And as I griewe under the sky, even Raven croaks to me it's despise My warm hand against your cold Palm... Words echoing in the air through You're gone... Somber is my mind, Black is the Colour I feel These completely dead emotions, Drain the last bit of me No matter how many tiers I shed, No matter how much I repent Some things just can't be undone And some of us can't be forgiven. No matter how many tears I shed, Some this can't be undone... I've reached the point of the no return, These are deeds from I can not flee From a reflection I see a tired man, Longin for a relief The Black waters in front of me Will sway me till I'm in sleep, Carry me to the shores of Man*la Where I'll be free from my sins. The Black waters will sway me till I'm sleep... This Roaring stream will wash me Pure and clean...