The eyes of mine
...Oh the beauty within
Of the far away forgotten lands
One shall remain untouched

The era unfolds its silence
So bright... so sad
So majestic... all gone

Thy silky scent
Wither, oh divine, wither
Take me with you... take me away

Longing for the million suns
Oh the sorrow-filled chants
The echoes are still breathing

I can see me right upon the sky
Reflecting my cast... in bitterness
I dwell within your touch

Thy silky scent
Wither, oh divine, wither
Take me with you... take me away

Have I not whispered thy name?
Have I not cried for thee?

Thy silky scent
Wither, oh divine, wither
Take me with you... take me away

The puppets were dancing
The dance is over
The mirror I see
Revealed the end
The end of what is thee
Under my pity I grow