Time, when will you recall my prowess with a blade?
Time, when will judgment finally summon me?
To the gallows from which I’ll hang?

And from these gallows paradise will scowl upon me.
And from these gallows I’ll leer out ‘cross the sea.
Laughing all the way to my grave...

"I'm dying."
- "Is it blissful?"
"It's like a dream."
- "I want to dream."

“As all my memories fade
Crushed by the bitter realization
Nothing more will lie ahead
But these darker days.”

"Lost in the patterns of youth
And the ghost of your aches comes back to haunt you
And the forging of change makes no difference."

"White Winter
The only place for me
Where my past is torn
Asunder, here i dwell in the dreams
Of my forgotten past"