There was once truth in what you spoke 

But teased by doubt alone 

I hear the serpent voice inside me 

Sands of time will now dissolve 



I cry for truth from where I stand 

But growing lies my reply 

I bought my ship of dreamy pictures 

Through the seas of death 



I sale but know not where I am 

Sinking and no one around 

The last sound that my body utters 

Is a cry for truth