Rift of moonbeams The somber torchlight Like splashes in black-and-white films Its stars doomly aligned
Ghosts playing ghosts Drops of Mercury in halls
Place of the Order In sight I can’t believe A light-scaled expanse Of water looms far below
Eternity’s end Is reached at the dawn I’m flame In dark lonely burns
Universe from here Proud and alone Dream-drenched city On my own I dreamt of peace Those fragments still And nothing more In silence and silver hiding Such familiar form