Misty moonlight
Somewhere east of Eden
The stars, they cry mindlessly
A darkened path to oblivion
Passion does not heed
A morning glory glistens with the dew
Blood of angels
Tears of the night
Ancients speak their minds
On the wind, madness rides
A grain of sand in the sands of time
Nowhere to go in this life
Devils may lead
Without heeding the signs
A brutal touch, fiery caress
Rivers wind to the oceans
Oceans give rise to the time
Endlessly, endlessly, nowhere to fall
And nowhere to hide