Locked in this Hell of time.
No end to pain and suff’ring...

Where once my energy flowed through my veins.
Now only flows darkness and pains...

Without sight
Seeing only black...

Full of nighttime peace and grace
Remembering time in its wake...

In the soft wind of spring that caresses my skin,
This is how I feel...

Little wren, I see you.
Within your dreams I am...

They are with me…
…This duo alone is mine...

Rid me of this sickness.
Reign my soul and mind...

I see mystery in your eyes,
Yet it's almost clear to me...

Why do you put me through such pain?!
Do you not understand me at all...

In cadence with your dreams,
Illusion...

This was you...
To me you were a perfection of God's Creation...