Whispered words of sin embodied in faint fragrance enthralled the sens, hazing my gaze I've turned to bleak Fallen into despair Swathed by the ruined tapestry "This ruin I called my home tarnished the taste of life" Walking in silence I hear the funeral chants Singing a lullaby for the journey ahead See the lights turning red The candles still are burning bright The colored windowpanes breaking into pieces Chained to bed without you I've turned to bleak Fallen into despair Swathed by the ruined tapestry "This ruin I called my home tarnished the taste of life"