Well…

Well tonight when you’re here(less), well I couldn’t say

Anything, it doesn’t matter, none of it ever has, and tonight

I’d say’s characteristic of your  absence, I couldn’t care

About it, it’s irrelevant, you’re domme morrigan call you

Angel, it’s high time, but you don’t call, only makes

Form of your shadow, is, raven wing morrigan angel

Are as nothing is, a night filled with your absence:

Thoughts of you, but as dreams fanning sweet bliss(less)