I will darken these exhaulted summers,
and let you dwell in the blissful cold!
Heal yourself into pure realities...
explore the light from the other seal!
Whispering like the silent mouth of tomorrow...
Please give a cure for my sorrow!
Your radiance sparkles like fiery dust...
blisters in the wind of the absolute.
The satin web of thy imprisonment
shackles the muse of dreams come true.
Your theatre stands empty now...
so we have lost you anyhow!