I felt the world too well
I felt the world too well
There was nothing to tell
The starlight of the shell

The wind would be my spine
At the advent of my time
The glory of all things
Was implicit to the waking
Each new day so clearly awake
Cloudy dreams no more
Than ghosts who partake

Endless years contained within a day
Hell comes near, the question waits for its play

The key was skin and bone
When the earth was still my home
The fortune has been spent
And the secret has been hidden
Locked away
How could I lose
The greatest knowledge I ever knew?