Standing in a falling haze
Fading, my candle melts
The sailor has no token for me
I will rot forever in fire
And the stars judge your soul
A molten figure of foolishness
Could ı accept the fate ı face
A dream ı dreamt became my disgrace
My trial has reached to its end
And now ı know the true face of death
His life became a tragedy
A story to echo in eternity
A tale to be told by dreamers
Singing the sad songs of agony