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