My essence has gone astray My whole reflection is crushing down Now I am evading my beliefs
Descending from what seemed to be Into the depth of a consistent duality
The light at the edge of my life Drifted far from my sight I would keep on falling...
I shudder to think my instincts Self-anguished by a wreath of thorns
The light at the edge of my life Drifted far from my sight I would keep on falling...