The misty rain

Falls down again,

Into the rose garden.

The wispy train

Turns back again

Into the rose garden.

‘Cause I feel so alone,

Lost in the icy cold

Of my mind.

The firm hard land

Crumbles to sand,

Within the rose garden.

Fearful you stand,

Lost in the land

Within the rose garden.

‘Cause I feel so alone,

Lost in the icy cold.

Dead in immortal eyes:

Torn roses of my mind.

Tattered, he knows,

Lost in the throes

Inside the rose garden.

Broken, he rose,

Dead, I suppose,

Inside the rose garden.

‘Cause I feel so alone,

Lost in the icy cold.

Dead in immortal eyes:

Torn roses of my mind.

The misty rain,

Thrown back again,

Dies in the rose garden.

The steady wane;

The moon again

Dies in the rose garden.

I try to stay alive

Without wondering why.

Out of my deathly tomb,

Waiting, somewhere, is you.

‘Cause I feel so alone,

Lost in the icy cold.

Dead in immortal eyes:

Torn roses of my mind.