moonlit breeze
Softly flows past the ancient night
Always calling out
To the saints who hear nothing

Never to see the royality
Of age and the beauty of life [bad word] for all man
Inside a fragile wish

Forever sending 
Guides of hope 
Unto this very flame
To burn away every dream

All the beauty twice again
To whisper in the wind

Follow me to the edge of the sun
Where only the coldest 
Of hearts can survive
Laughing to mock me

In sadness we dwell
Standing alone 
All time stands still
For you
In sadness we dwell