I know, this is the first of my tattle,
days after my burial at the Old Chapel..
I reminisce, in your arms, the last time that I breathed,
I could hear your silence, after you said that I'll be missed..
I knew you never blamed our fate and times,
And I knew you always read between the lines..
I know, now, you sit in this infinite darkness,
I can see you drifting away to the vile loneliness..
Oh my dearest, know how guilty I feel,
For leaving you at this dawn, with wounds that can never heal..
Know this, our lives are chained to this almighty wheels,
And I shall wait here for you, my dearest, on this land of crypts..
