Depraved from lightness,
shall await in the numb...

I saw him standing by a willow oak tree,
crossing gentil words with whispering candles...

The zodiac of the world's a mighty stage,
Pipers, pirates and angels enraged...

My legs are running
My hands are untied...

She comes from the battle
From the wreckage of a storm...

Sliding in the rooms
Pain is in the air...

Oh'sad old lady,
Why do you cry...

The opening of my eyes to the world
Your presence let me be...