Erotic and dreamlike still in its mortal disguise
       A passionate ritual in the ruined garden theatre
       The painted angels - shadowed high above
       Once they gathered to worship at the picture of me
       Like a whisper where there are no words
       Appears the perplexed - the statue of might
       In the cradle of the next generation
       A spiraling ruin - lost in the gathering dust

       ...The faces you saw in the withering garden
       I witnessed the flikkering - made to look like stone
       Quivering like little figures lost in broken flames
       Never to forget again the names carved in horrid flesh

       Those words drawn in water - become our legacy of fantasies

       Burn the pictures
       So unexpected in this strange deserted place
       Once opened its secrets would become the world
       Its attributes would continue to unfold forever

       "Through the fabric of the promised future aeons
       I offer this suffering of mu unwanted father..."

       ...And the stars did wander - separated in the forbidden universe