Lachrymose

My heart like a desert is dry, From my eyes flow the stream of tears... For the pain of the world I cry, The world is in turmoil, the world is in fear . My life is done, my thread is run, Lachrymose will be, under the shadow of the sun . I longed but for a future ahead; But with a life so short, my hopes are dead. Before I lived a life as full, I realised life was just a shade... And when I saw the strings I must pull; And now I die, and now I was but made. Though hope is lost because of turmoil and fear... Though I won't be alive in the coming year. I fear no more the spear and the arrow; I fear no more a worst tomorrow... For a brand new life tomorrow I will have, A perfect life tomorrow I will live ... Lachrymose! Lachrymose! I have miles to go before I sleep !