Sweet summerbreeze makes my visions clearer.
Concieve my notions as I open myself to you.
A broken embodiment of sleeping monuments.
!The legacy of their glaring images leave me bitter...!

Through the twilight mist we see.
The darkened face of her own death.
Through the twilight mist we see.
The recognition of the queen that had ones been.

Lifeless soul of anger.
Come to me in my dreams.
Tell me stories of solitude.
That I may render your beliefs
and forsee my destiny for my own

Oh, what elegance joys my sight.
Unsurpassed princess of the night.
Let your darkness be my guiding light and I will follow