My lament echoes through life's halls,
My lament, a whispered plea, it calls,
That you arrived when time had flown,
That you arrived too late, unknown.
A companion, not a crowd, I crave,
A single soul my heart to save,
A single friend, a caravan,
That you arrived when life began,
That you arrived too late, unknown.
My lament echoes through life's halls.
The heart no longer beats, but burns,
The heart no longer stirs, but yearns,
The heart no longer beats, but bleeds,
The heart now plants desire's seeds,
A blister now, my longing's trace,
That you arrived when time had flown,
That you arrived too late, unknown.
My lament echoes through life's halls.
With this assurance, I now speak,
With this assurance, strength I seek,
With courage born of certain fate,
To face the end, to seal my state,
For death itself I now embrace,
That you arrived when time had flown,
That you arrived too late, unknown.
My lament echoes through life's halls.
Who can unravel love's deep maze?
Who can unravel love's, the blaze?
What have I lost, what have I won?
The setting sun, the rising sun?
What treasures lost? What fate's embrace?
That you arrived when time had flown,
That you arrived too late, unknown.
My lament echoes through life's halls,
That you arrived too late, unknown.
My lament echoes through life's halls.
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