Faith and the Muse /

Denn die Todten Reiten Schnell

Behold this pale offering whose essence feeds your every need
Entwined, divine in the sleepless heart but what's to become of me

Wake the Walls of Remembrance Sing tenderness my silent ones Your eyes of wonder
Shake the walls with this Severance Cry bitterness, the passionless Stained with dishonor

Behold this frail offering These weighted words fall as Autumn leaves
Confined and blind in the sleepless heart while an audience still deafens me
Behold this grail offering A quickening kiss for those who bleed
Illumination's price, it is your sleepless heart and the gift of voice that sets you free