My soul is weary and
My mask has faded
Oh come, Melancholy
Make me feel everything
Or nothing at all
I fall in love with your greyish hue
I open my heart to your dreary aura
And welcome you in, Dark Mistress
Though I remain calm and steady
Your shadows will haunt me
But upon Helios' arrival,
You shall be swept rim to rim
Of your desolate existence
And I will faithfully await (again) for your return...
