Something tears in the forgotten haze.
Where the red-hot void reigns.
Where the desert touched the ground
With separation where doubt kisses.
Not to love on the branches of the roads,
Where the mists of fate are lost.
The whole world fell from hope.
Sun dreams in the soul of the unbaptized...
Something tears in the forgotten haze.
In a shroud of pain so closely wrapped.
Only a trace on the cold ground,
Because and desert from longing the cold...