We crawl through times which never happen And form our memorial of life Lost in the shadows of pale darkened nightskies Dwell constantly and awaiting for the dawn
Here we wander and sink in ashes Of burning wishes we yearn upon our path Out of the shell of bleak and wasted being And dissolute in the arms of distress
To drown in waves of anguish
Our minds are drifting beyond the limits This emptiness shall never be fulfilled From the midst of withered tomb of existence Arising with glory to fade away again