Surrounded by friends yet so alone:
This ghost will never go away,
I keep her covered with my sins,
Eternal hunter of her prey.

Haunted by wounds that will not heal,
Can't fight their voices, neverending,
The drops of blood now talk to me:
They say it's time to stop pretending.

And every night she comes to me
Leaving black roses on her trail,
She sings my story in my dreams
Begging my courage not to fail.

I know my quest lies further on,
My lonely kingdom, still a dream;
Her voice will allways guide my steps:
Peace on the way to be redeemed...