The Minstrel Song

In darkness let me dwell

The ground, the ground shall sorrow be

The roof of despair

which bars all cheerful light from me

To bar all cheerful light

The walls marble black

which moistened still shall weep from me

They still shall weep forever in darkness

To bar all cheerful light

The roof of despair

which bars all cheerful light from me

My queen, my queen I only

wish my song to please thee

I wish to be the minstrel in your gallery

I wish to be the minstrel in your gallery

My music

Jarring, jarring

Jarring, jarring sounds to banish sleep

Thus bedded to my woes

And bedded, bedded to my tomb

Oh let me living die, oh let me living

let me living die

Till death do come, till death do come

Till death, till death do come