"Memories are fading like ships away from the shore
Misplacing the feelings of sorrow's las whisper of joy
Like careless ripples tales that realeses cry and tears
The Lorded sacred night reveals her miscarrying needs
The road has shown the evil's beauty and the soul's truth
They masquerade everyday to perform specially for you
But no one will understand the last words at the end
Because it was written before the birth of human stain"