Day chaos sour into the evening flow The headache's gone with human undertow Where the usual feelings ever trend Fade away like footsteps in the sand
The hearts are stuck into seclusion live ghosts are shrunk Into themselves impressive stagecraft of illusion...
Numbered among the stones and stocks The fleet of faith goes upon the rocks Stone deaf animated stones Walking trees (crowned with) Sphere-shaped bones
The evening sank into the midnight mire And sadness starts to pull the wires: "Is someone there to comprehend?" The leading question for the people of the sand...