Текст песни The Agony of a Dying Phoenix - Nargaroth

In the sand that runs slow through my hands
Thy amber tears fall deep,
Like the rain that washes away
The ashes of thy death.
Nevermore thou riseth from the ashes
For thy will has withered o′ away.
And the taste from the waters of Lethe
Doth not fade thy haunting memories.
Rain rinse away the pain,
Of the dreams you have slain.
And the bitter truth remains,
(That) there's no truth at all herein.
And in this final sin
It end ere it doth begin
And somewhere deep within
Grows cancer called chagrin.
A Phoenix′ agony,
Is not for all to see.
Its buried within thee,
And thine death deep in me.!