Remastered final version of Oh Channing/The Knight's Lament.

Lyrics:
In the hush of the marrow where the moonlight turns cold
I'm alone wandering these halls made of stone
Porcelain fingers trace cracks in my soul
Whispering secrets that I'll never own
Your name tastes like summer on a tongue made of dust
Channing Elizabeth, the woman I cannot touch
With this heart that still beats in a chest full of rust
Though the rest of me crumbled away into dust

Oh Channing, my light in a world made of bone
I'd die every night just to stand in your glow
But your eyes never fall where these shadows have grown
And my love is a secret that ghosts only know
I'm hollow, I'm hollow, still aching for you