Pulling out the broken threads of past again…
Going through the night... an aimless astray…
Memories grow on the forsaken tools of this atelier…
Rusted because of years wait for a brand new day…

Forgotten is the symphony of this song of yore…
Deserted are the hollow hopes that once lingered inside…
Follow this track if you wish to feel intense loneliness…
Inside the prison of my mind, innocence that I abide…

That was yet another night for this wanderer…
Another dead path for this recalcitrant mind…
I go on... gathering the pieces of a shattered heart…
Following the sacred ashes of a path so steep and wind…