There is a death inside me
Blood on the windswept gate;
Oh lord I have need of thee.
O listen lord my broken plea
Where the world lies a state;
There is a death inside me.
The sparrows all they flee
The day so dim and desolate;
Oh lord I have need of thee .
Behind the mocking sloshing sea
I'm left to bemoan my fate;
There is a death inside me.
The maidens are all wild and free
They make merry and mate;
Oh lord I have need of thee.
A joyous life all set to flee
I could do naught but wait
There is a death inside me
O lord I have need of thee.
