It's the end of summer
The cold sun enters our eyes
The man with three faces
Locked in the chambers of time
The pendulum is waiting
The lost ones grieve and sigh
She stares out of the window
The pale clouds cover the sky
All alone in the garden
His figure tall and white
He stands inside the circle
And calls for her to join in
In a dream she has seen
The scarlet gown
In a dream in the house
Of seven suns
He is the first of the last
Waiting for his passage
All around him moving fast
He returns to laughter
Now they are together
Alone in space in time
The keeper opens the door
The black queen covers their eyes