I lost more I ever gained
far away, far away...
Thunder die, heartache cry

Star-crossed light never meant far, far away...
Whisper trance-enchants and fear!


Light and !@$)s, hope and fear
Start to think and start to hear
my voice soft, wit and charm


Off I rise, twilight-path
Never saw such trembling harm

Cut-tongued spheres to appear
falling down so fresh and free


Flat my voice, wake or sleep
I have met within my dreams
Never feel a calm so deep


How can grief break the wall
to my long, long promised way?

But my sake I will break,
break in pieces never seen


Senca, nevermore...

Beauty, pleasure, youth

which one will I choose
to uphold my wounds?
Beauty, pleasure, youth

two of them to lose
to avoid my tomb