Bitter is the taste and dark the eye

After death has overwhelmed our life
We cannot waste our time by reading tripe
We care for goodness,beauty, without strife

Severed is the husband from the wife
And in escapism she has found no hope
After death has overwhelmed dear life

Savaged is her bosom by the knife
Bitter is the taste and dark the eye
We care for goodness,beauty and not strife

The first part of the loss is just a half
Yet many wish that we should tell them lies
After death has overwhelmed our life

How can it be he’s here,but not alive?
Through the plangent darkness I must grope
We care for beauty, wish to calm the strife

Give me back my lover for one night
He will understand this sabotage
After death has overwhelmed our life
We make love with pain and dark,dark strife