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I have felt my speech trembled as I've lived time enough

I've forgotten too much and hardened my will

I've witnessed unfairly the pass of time

Taking away everything around me

Lakes, plains, oceans and stars...

Usurping even the flesh from my bones

It feels as if yesterday I gave my first steps

But now the cold menace rideth its black steed

It sowed the seed of doubt...

In this quenchless void with its pace!

Did I fell like a mature-enough fruit,

or was I the whim of a fleeting wind?

Furl in vain to this noble bark which unpinned as a nightmare in my being

Hauling me mercilessly to the deepest emptiness!

The hierarchist!

Snatched every vestige of him and his passage

He doesn't leave any spoor, but a legacy of stench...