Waters of time pass beyond the barrier now.
Presented with the greatest task known to man.
Hiding beneath the shadow of an ancient demon.
My words follow circumstances preventing rapture.
Into her soul can I feel myself merging—
But yet am told it is too early—but maybe too late.
Crazy sounds I hear round about the turns
I make to not fall again.
I rise up and stand each time a little taller—
A little stronger.
Until next time. When the sun
Catches me from falling.