Fate stained in black twisted lines, Wandering into nothingness. Sink... Sink deep into yourself... To where no heat can warm the blue infinity that slowly fades... Sink... Sink deep into yourself... To where no heat can warm the blue infinity that slowly fades... Sounds has no echo, and movements has no expression. Fate stained in black twisted lines, Wandering into itself. Embrace the fall, Let both soul and mind flow free, Allow yourself... Be carried by the stream, Ascending with majesty, in the morning of a new beginning.