Out of present grasp, events forsaken guide,

Pathways enchanted lead to cross the riverside

Of letha; they return - avoiding grief and pain,

Deleting all that hurts and blames.

Your fears like melting lead -

Deformed; and eyes are free

To see that's left behind

Berhyme horizon of neglect -

Ablaze until decline

Of youth of childhood, Past bitter fragrance is

Smelled. Again to solitude where dreams commence

Unshared secrecy, consumed with memories

You plunge headlong into days and time is ceased...

Unable to revert

- A trap, one - way path...

[Solo: Sergey]

Your tears like melting lead-

Corrode... And eyes are closed

To keep it deep entombed

- Till memory torches burn

We walk this fires through...