Beyond a crimson tide of sorrow,
Gasping for light when we find no love...

Awakening from my dreams.
The faint light begins to open the room...

Losing your way in a flowering field
Hiding the shame with a virtual shield...

My valentine of yesterday,
My valentine of night...

Plunging depths and chilling cold,
My life so secret, strong and bold...

I speak of wisdom,
I speak alone...