wanders in my mind.
Borne from the venomous fog
of forbidden memories
haunted by the past.
Deeds as they're done, they're calling my name.
Echoes of screams awake me - voices from the past.
...hear what they're saying -
forgotten voices from forgotten worlds.
Only an echo is left of their dreams.
Only an echo is here...
A curse is laid on me,
spelled by the past.
My eyes can not see
but I hear at last.
Whispering of forgotten voices,
pain from useless feelings,
meaning of forgiven words
cast out as a curse.
I break loose my grip
and the voices bring chastity to my mind.
They're showing me the way to a valley,
a place which is in my heart
buried by mist on lies.
There is no light nor god.