Upon this cold and inhospitable hill
The world around me has gone silent, dark, and still
I hold you in my arms and stroke your long dark hair
And lose myself inside this beautiful despair
I'd move the worlds and I would snuff the brightest star
If it would bring you back to me from where you are
I'd fight a thousand legions from the heavens to the hell
And break the final toll of a sad and lonely funeral bell
I would subdue the kings and punish every tyrant's sin
And wash away the evil of the world we're living in
I'd scourge the evil men and bring them to their knees
If it would bring your lonely, little heart some ease
I'd walk right through the valley of the shadow and the dread
To have one final, single conversation with the dead
I'd search the deepest, darkest hell to hear your voice again
And bring you back to save me from this endless, lonely pain
I'd tear my heart right from my chest, a tribute and a sign
And prove to you that my own soul was never truly mine
I'd strip my skin to make a rug for your own gentle feet
A final and a beautiful and bittersweet defeat
I would do all of this, my princess, yes, my words are true
There is no single, lonely thing I wouldn't do for you
But all my power is just a sad and useless, empty art...
The only masterpiece to come from my own broken heart
