"Ah, look at all the lonely people."
'Me' has been deprived, faith's dried yet...

Bella luna, reigning queen of the night
whom wolves hail, bringer of waxing light...

I gazed upon the sky
with a question in my mind's eye...

I need more time,
I'm drifting out of line...

Everyday, as time passes by,
I hear my heart beat so low...