מילים לשיר For My Fallen Angel – My Dying Bride

As I draw up my breath
And silver fills my eyes
I kiss her still Through those meadows of Heaven
For she will never rise On my weak body
Lays her dying hand
The wind blows so light
Where we ran
I wars with my tears
That won't dry for many years
Like a thief in the night "Love's golden arrow
At her should have fled
To strike her dead"And not Death's ebon dart.