Agony

stumble through the night
rushed like a refugee
so fast will raise the tide
into her eternity
above a cruel smile
and among her pale divise
and my sense so paralysed
and the faint is passing by

in the quiet
the time will change it
for a while
will rule the cruelty your sense
not a lie
if i crave it
past a while
my untold passions fade away

the cold is open wide
her pinions for embrace then
and now i have to hide ...
for the claws of the ferrymen
above a cruel smile
and among her pale divise
and my sense so paralysed
and the faint is passing by