"I've seen ages gone, ages come,
the many rise and more who fall, those all blind to their folly and stroll in darkness' embrace and with blindness sought,
yes, they claimed they sought,
true loves echoes in midnight thralls and strolls
within the devils halls. Hmm, how painful, love was
as plain as the endless sky, bright as the morning
sun that touched the cheek, if only we called on
her echoes in truths speech,
cos she was truth indeed, pure in...