Grade my dynasty by exposing past eras
Heavy disfigured shoulders, symbolized burdens
My hour glass still seems half filled
Inspire my essence, cultivate my essence
The essence of my harmony was killed
This tasteful companionship has expired
Art of love slowly perishing each day
My hour glass still seems half filled
Revitalize my essence, rejoice my essence
The essence of my harmony was killed
The certificate to please is no longer valid
Crumbled by frustration and disappointment
My hour glass still seems half filled
Wed my essence, launch my essence
The essence of my harmony was killed
Withered and dry is my grace and dreams
Exhausted to desert like feelings, this love
My hour glass still seems half filled
Recycle my essence, rebirth my essence
The essence of my harmony was killed
