No one has come deep and cried Incentive to be stepped Your fable has been realized I saw the phial you have Taking on your conviction After final domination I fell into deflation Waiting a martyr for an age I was shut up into the ceaseless thirst For all the enticement Run away from my dismay For we were alive to wear the faith I slew Here is the cold and darkness I rooted to the silliness My spirit's put in dullness Until a child calls me I can control this memory So as to abide in nullity If I am this finality I beg mankind not to find me I was shut up into the ceaseless thirst For all the enticement Run away from my dismay For we were alive to wear the faith I broke