Listen, she sleeps and is sound,
Aromatica incenses lie upon the ground (where)
Uneven scars run aimlessly about.
Return, she stands alone but still
(I hold her whilst my hands,)
Ever soft, stroke the sun and shout.
Astray, the stars cry and yet,
New moons that soar once more live proud
Dead, even if so much alive.
Jest, my tortured heart, he smiles
As time, he weeps and fades
Yesterdays are damned, though tomorrows strive.
Astride, we ride as Luna screams,
Gaia whispers in the wind,
And Sol, he crawls beneath the dust.
Ill, (but warm against the lily's breast)
Near my chest, where I once met
(When drought first sought
Kiss,
A star that shines like
The sun;
I stand by your side in
Eternal bliss.
Alone,
Rain, she falls
Over the moon,
Sparing not a one;
Even today she has come and gone.
Torn,
Of love, our hearts turn
Near our ends where they,
In lustful praises meet;
Gods may scorn the
Heavens where we lay;
Time, she seem so lost and worn.
Inside,
Neither, nor I rest my pride.
Essence,
Damned to dead but blessed;
Escape those feet that trod astray,
Ne'er to learn the last life's lessons.