By her bedside 

He brought to her a (?) 

By her bedside 

We sit to redeem 

My father, my father 

He darkened my name 

My father, my father 

You must not get away 


The sun is out

And it's callous and stout 

And i can't believe 


Offer what

Offer what you can 


The sun is out

And it's flawless and sound 

And I can't conceive 


The sun is out

And it's callous and stout 

And I can't conceive 

Of this loneliness 


My father turn

Turn away 


The sun is out

And it's callous and stout

And I can't believe

Of the night I bleed (?)


It's reckless and helpless 

It falls down my face 

This conflict is coming 

It wrestles with fear (?)

This folly/falling is coming (?)

It's fragrant with haste (?)