• My skin is peeling,
    I don't know what's what,
    I can't see the ceiling
    my throat is cut.

    As I lie dying
    I'm thinking of you,
    my eyes are crying
    I'll see you soon.

    The wind takes me to
    the gatekeepers house
    where he asks me a question.
    "where is your spouse?"

    'There is no spouse
    you see dear sir,
    but my lover was sent here
    with quite a stir."

    "This is so," the old man replies
    but do not grieve for his demise
    for you have been sent from God's green Earth
    to sit by his side for Lucifer's mirth."

    "Now go, rest in peace
    and be merry my dear
    have fun, be jolly,
    and all full of cheer."

    The winds take me through
    the ground below
    and there is your face
    just aglow.

    I reach out to touch you
    and then you're gone,
    I open me eyes
    to the bright light of dawn.

    It was all a nightmare
    so it was.
    I know this is true,
    I've seen it because

    You are not dead,
    dead as can be
    just in my head for me to see.

    You've gone and left me
    all alone
    and left my heart
    cold as stone.

    But as it is
    I still have dreams,
    hoping one day
    you'll come back to me.