The pain of your unspoken words
bowed down under the broken promise of love...

The voice of truth is slain
so how do i begin...

Our love remains a solid ghost
Withstanding the torrents of rain...

The prophecies convey a dreadful end,
the words in blood are unable to mend...

I walk the hills, alone each night
until the darkness dies and brings first daylight...

Like claws
from the gods...

Into the cruel world, i strive to fit,
O, joy are the days i can sit and think...

Nowhere land
is far...

That thing that fell my face
that monster of sheer disgrace...

Embroidered lovely
fallen from grace...

I saw the foundation of love, born from blood and...
I smelled the ashes of existence, as they...

I watch them as they speak
neither knowing what to say...