Beyond the world I wandered
 To find a birth in my death
 And at the crown of my journey
 I saw dawn from far away

 Scattered remnants of beauty
 [bad word] of decay
 This is the fate of the fallen soul
 Destined to walk alone
 With none at side and none above

 My time [bad word]  yet again
 To be the soul survivor
 What a lonely existence
 In this cosmos of mine