As the moon begins to rise high in the night sky,
I watch your breaths become raspy gasps as your life begins to fade.
My tears run down my cheeks in rivers of salt,
and I keep hoping that you will stay here with me forever.
To the dark heavens I scream and beg that you will not die,
but deep inside I feel that Heaven is not one I can persuade.
My heart is torn and broken and I feel your death's my fault,
and with his blade, Death our love can never sever.