Over mountains, across streams
No earthly mass can veil my dreams
She is the night; my dark bride
The only being for which I'd die
Six hundred years; I have not slept
For her love; awake I kept
Beyond the lakes, the castle calls me
Towards her graceful mystery
The night calls me
Am I still dreaming?
His words speak to me
Am I still screaming?
Through distant forests and fields
I crept swiftly and silently
At the gates my sorrows drowned
To look above at a gargoyle's mount
I stole a rose from her dead garden
With the hope that it may charm her
But when I arose, I heard a wail
From an ugly figure in a dark veil
All hope is gone
Am I still waiting?
The end is near
The end is here
Oh, how my heart bleeds
To see her lifeless body
Gathering dust from centuries past
Now I must believe
That I can go on hoping
Taking each day as if it were my last
But, my soul is crumbling
Everytime a tear falls
I die
All hope is gone
Am I still waiting?
The end is here
But I'm still alone