I have approached the isthmus
Where it connected alive and dead
I’m standing here, praying for her
«No cure for the dead.»
Said the deities
I beg for her, for her
I scream for her, for her rebirth
The echo floats above the shore
The ill-fated flower has gone under
The old trees lose the leaves
The leaves that deciphered her veins
Forever lost, faded away
You used to lay here with me But you closed your eyes
I lay here in the shadow
Wishing the shadow takes me closer to you
The fate stands in the shadow
I asked the night to cut my rope
The moon will guide me to the world below
Below…
I beg for her, for her
The ovate has destroyed the oracle
I scream for her, for her rebirth
Hemisphere will be elevated
When you are back
The promise and devotion…
The moon awaits and aspires
To find our lost pathways
Across the milky way
We will live forever