I don't need anyone Misery loves company Torn apart like the brokenhearted Up in smoke with the fire we started Smash it up like there's no tomorrow Leave me here with the fear and sorrow There's a halo in the distance I'm a wreck, I'm out of time I

She is gone At the dawn of our living time Harvest of Sorrow Your seed is grown In a frozen world full of cries When the ray of life shrinks Shall cold winter nights begin Leaves are falling down The tear maiden will not return

Gloomy Sunday Sunday is gloomy My hours are slumberless Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers Will never awaken you Not where the black coach Of sorrow has taken you

Come wander quietly and listen to the wind Come here and listen to the sky Come walking high above the rolling of the sea And watch the swallows as they fly There is no sorrow like the murmur of their wings There is no choir like their song There is no

This is my last serenade This revelation is the death of ignorance Tangled in a state of suffocation Slave to self righteousness Damnation is on your lips From sorrow to serenity, the truth is absolution, From sorrow to serenity, its on your head I feel

The burden and the noose Just cut me loose Lost in thought Recounting the cost when sanity became askew When turning the pages of life concentrated On killing the sorrow that tears us in two A faded memory of what used to be It can't be mistaken, the

Stand up fucking tall Don't let them see your back Take my fucking hand And never be afraid again We could be perfect one last night And die like star-crossed lovers when we fight And we can settle this affair If you would shed your yellow take my hand

When sorrow sang softly and sweet So let me out of it Out of the cold To bring back light and hope for all And so if I could get you in Just for a little while Into the songs of sorrow You might understand Where am I now

Sorrow swallows my screams My story starts the day they said "she can't be found" the news so dark, heart stopped, I stood silent without a sound It's over, she's finished, mother lies with my father and sister too Cold-blooded, they suffered, shot down

Ol' Nancy don't care who comes to her inn It's a den of debauchery violence and sin So come take a drink and drown your sorrows And all of our fears will be gone till tomorrow We'll have no regrets and live for the day In Nancy's harbour cafe I know of a