It has been forty days Since you left me in this cursed place Alone with prayer and grief And the haunted spheres Surrounding my mind Why won't you comfort me? Why won't you comfort me? This is the endless way This is a war. but no one will prevail This is something that you are not supposed to see This is the mirror of the unclean I tear off my hair As i try to recall your name And i bit off my bits (While) retracing your face I wither without your grace... I wither without your grace! Let the vows i had taken Now be undone The candles i've lit they burned with deceit And intent obscure As i extinguish the light you will be seen undone Now to the black i repeat my prayer and i grant The kiss of shame My heart pounds... My strength fades... ... what a peculiar sign! Now even the light has gone - stolen from my eyes. I have been left somewhere far and nowhere... nowhere...