Beneath the shroud of troubled waters
Awakes flawless dreams.
It is a pointless strife against the waves and time.
...Against the waves and time...
It is a pointless strife against waves and time.

The drops on shattered skin inflict no damage.
It is like remedy and passage to the pure state of mind.
We can't lurk in darkness, can't [bad word] blind.
We can't lurk in darkness, can't [bad word] blind.

Aimless shapes wonder and try to see,
Travel through the misery and all the seven seas.

Retreat into the ocean, wait for it to pass
All these recent feelings as if we are made of glass.
Dive into the waves of time, forget about the past.
Under the Blue shroud of the ocean, we will find the rest.