Come ride with me
\'Cross a sea of fluff...

My lovely, darkest angel
Your tears of angst burn holes in my flesh...

Anxiously anticipating
A sprout of life anew...

His existence is only of a dreamt angel,
A soul without shape, my refuge...

I can see what's coming,
I knew it all along...

I think I'll cry my eyes out
With salty tears of vain...

To:
blend the mist...