There you stood - encased in stone, So pale in the dark - you beckoned me to follow! No desire - left to entertain the agony, I will receed from here - in time I'll walk the starlit path! Where you stood, Upon the precipice, I now remind myself, Of the end - of one thousand days of hate! It was there when I died - in the tree's embrace, At dawn's first call - no movement! Now I go - towards the great beyond! My time is numbered here, I am reserved - to my fate! For you I gave it all away, I (will) burn this effigy of weakness in your wake! I won't deny myself again! [This earth has rotted to its core] I can't release this inner self! [Before the rest will fall beneath] I will return!