In the hazy twilight
The hour is now insight
The clock is half past; its now approaching midnight
I tried to warn you, but you beckoned death, drowning me in my sorrow,
You must now put me to rest, for it is becoming morrow
My soul hasn’t a place to lie and sleep
And in your dreams I will forever keep,
Your Painful uneasiness will be my only release,
But never, never will the nightmares decease