Now I’m just a shadow that walk adrift Melancholia rotting like leaves in the garden of time Sculpture in silence that nothing fears Accursed to bear this load alone Old distress, I’m still waiting for your ephemeral words Looking for calmness, but the truth hurts When I find out that your strange words are misery Endless lies, trapped among groans night after night Sculpture in silence that nothing fears Accursed to bear this load all alone ...Signs of hidden truths under my skin... ...Arcane heart awaiting its dreaded hour... Disowned from this world, doomed to loneliness Abandoned and sear in this chasm of silence Old, decrepit and dying, shrouded in a veil of chaos Deadened and weakened, ghost of a passing world Old distress, I’m still waiting for your ephemeral words Looking for calmness, but the truth hurts When I find out that your strange words are misery The worst of the miseries Endless lies, trapped among groans night after night