• Sweet Surrender, mind this as the melancholic cries from a battered soul.
    For what more can a man gain from his life once the end is so near?
    Bring more to me of that bitter cup, so foul
    To all my beloved I apologize for the farewell they shall never hear.

    Sweet Surrender, deaf, blind and mute.
    Take away my ears to rid that wretched tone, acute.
    At last to thee I shall forbade my screams
    For none but YOU has eyes to see my mortal wounds

    Sweet Surrender, my last and truest friend
    I beseech you to embrace my parting words
    For no one else will ever have such honor
    As to see me one last time.