As the night falls, in a house where no one lives
A lonely lover cries
His eyes aren’t wet, but he’s got his heart bleeding
Sorrow is not leaving

A spirit passing through a closed door
The walls reflecting on the wet floor

Before the morning sun, in the house of broken dreams
A lonely lover lies
His eyes are set, and his heart stopped beating
End of all his grieving

The lonely lover died, the lonely lover died

In life love mortified, in death a fading felling

Death brought him healing, just a fading feeling

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