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 (?)