The Monastic Wall Lyrics

The flowing jet from the veins deep cut
The ruby set and the scarlet blood
The broken hopes and the voice of death
Speaking under breath
The running stream of dumb prayers to God
The first weak beam and the gore still hot
The lonely tears and no sense to strive
It's the end of life
The arrow's flight through the misty veil
The turquoise height and the morning bells
The grave is shown by the arrow's fall
In the shadow of the monastic wall