In Sickness and Health

"Through marriage we're bonded, by death we're separated.
 But sometimes our dreams can ceep us together. Life is transitory but love
 can be eternal." 

 The [bad word] of this world persists
 The cold wind speaks for our lost
 Whispering words, weaving worlds
 Her time [bad word]  alas 

 man with opened eyes
 One stopped out of a dream
 With a view held within his mind
 The tears for his bride redeem 

 Watching this world falling apart
 Like the dreams in a shallow sleep
 Countless are the nights they shared
 The mourning in his tears 

 But morning still has broken
 light in his world of dawn
 All beauty turned to rot
 His flowers, all are gone 

 Close the eyes of eternal love
 Buries his face in his hands
 Her face looks so alive
 In the morning sun 

 But morning still has broken
 light in his world of dawn
 All beauty turned to rot
 His flowers, all are gone 

 Dreams are nothing but illusions
 Illusions for one to see
 It's the visual projection of our inside
 And as empty as the heart in me 

 As the heart in me...