When the shadows fall on me
And my early sins rise on
They see
When the shadows creep on the floor
Like the Red Death
She knocks on my door.

When the shadows fall on us
And winds walk and dance and pray
And when the sleep brings the cold
And pain brings nothing to say

We pray to them
To bring her back
But they ignore
We hope in vain
For trust is lost
And we try no more

We hate and love in our disgrace
The distant lines of her face
We could embrace her, kill, adore,
But trust is lost, and we try no more...