Wandering aimlessly through dead filled fields
   Rewards are just. who knows what absence yields?
  
   By the golden beauty of dusk
   and the sun low in our sky
   By the haunting shadows of trees
   and graves, mesmerised am I
  
   Searching deep inside trying to reach my dreams
   I see a face stare back at me... oh, so serene
  
   By the golden beauty of dusk
   and the sun low in our sky
   By the haunting shadows of trees
   and graves, mesmerised am I
  
   Those whispering shades... sad, silent glades
   Pain is a far away land, misery, a lifetime's journey...
  
   ...and I lust for death (judgement)