I walked in the darkness too long,
This has become part of soul,
Now, bright hurts these eyes,
What have I done to my heart, Queen?
My soul slept in the darkness too long,
This turned himself the darkest light,
Don’t wonder wonderfully wide,
I still crave of life I cringed.
Sing a song to my soul,
When she comes dressed,
I must leave her smile,
What have I done to my heart,