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[Naomi (Act I):]

As ashes gently lain to rest

Upon a quiet soil

Unmoved by winds of turbulence

Unbroken by the fall

Such captivating beauty lies

In that which holds its truth

The unadulterated preservation of its youth

Where angels fell from skies above

From heights of gilded grace

Towards an Earth of faded hopes

And self-inflicted fates

While blows a gale of discontent

Here breathes a sigh of hope

For that which holds its love of life

In the face of such affliction

Thrives alone

I am the final Adeline

The last of a lineage

A child of loss and tragedy

Orphaned through an horrific misfortune

And witness to horrors and deeds transpired

The likes of which would turn the boldest stride

And bleed black the stronger heart

Through corridors of madness

Virgin soil strewn with the fractured shards

Of a fragile youth's shattered mind

I have wandered lost for such a time

As for all hope to others fade

My body bound to Mayday Hills

Where treatment, ill and symptom collide

Distinction often compromised

In a desperate, dire gnosis

(To which you shall bear witness)