Standing in a falling haze
Fading, my candle melts
The Sailor has no token for me
I will rot forever in fire
And the stars judge your soul
A molten figure of foolishness
Could I accept the fate I face
A dream I dreamt became my disgrace
My trial has reached to its end
And now I know the true face of death
His life became a tragedy
A story to echo in eternity
A tale to be told by dreamers
Singing the sad songs of agony