In the day, in the night To all, to each thy sadness For thy words, for thy pain Shall speak for all time For snakes of silver throat lie in wait for thee As I sing a d**h hushed dirge of suffering, shining gray On dew kissed mourning grounds I burn the candles black For the sun shall rise and light this poppied field And all thy weeping words will flee from thee For all the sorrow I have known, Shall bleed in silence And as she sways thee softly in time I see that I am nothing, but broken shards of emptiness All I've known, All I've touched Shall wither in her raven arms All I've known, All I've loved Shall perish in the embrace Yet know I'm dying, dying, dying for....thee For life is tragedy in remembrance