The flowing sands In the filled with emptiness, years The desperate cry In days filled with loneliness
Goddess of the Sun Can you save me from myself? You raised me How could you leave me now?
The desperate cry of the ones who was left behind Time and tide wait for no man at all Dream on, my son, while you can Until all the lines are covered with sand
How can we face the day When salvation crumbles to dust And innocence Is long gone with the cold wind?
The dying candle's flame Holds dreams and hopes Nightmares and sorrows Of the self-image we made
