Hand in hand, the shadow and I

The shadow and you

Alone we go, we walk together

No lamp could ever burn so bright

To chase the shadows from our years

So we must bear them on along

GLORIA IN ABSENTIA

 

Beneath this great expanse of stars

Within this shallow grave

We lay our lies down bare between us

Not in hope of remembering

Or pouring wine from this burning cup

But only witnessing its passing

GLORIA IN ABSENTIA

 

When all ambassadors of spring

Reveal the turning that they bring

This dusty soil will want for nothing

GLORIA IN ABSENTIA