Long time it has been
That my pen touched these blank sheets...

Sadness of a soft face, sadness of a gentle grace.
Eyes hardened with sadness and despair as though...

The concealment of eyes.
Sin and blessing of all...

Her soul vast and seen by some.
Some experienced its powerful touch...

I sleep and sleep all this time.
I sleep away all that lie...

Stormy night in the colours of the rainbow
Crossing the never ending road of lightning...