A stone like still flushes my heart, the time has come to me to close my eyes,
drench thy lips in my bleeding Art, open a breach through the skies.
Farewell.
My soul still embraces thy soul through the sweet unrest of this tune.
drench thy lips in my bleeding Art, open a breach through the skies.
Farewell.
My soul still embraces thy soul through the sweet unrest of this tune.