...and so we take the gift of crying And bask in the fire of past The grandeous hope undying The wish will fall at last ...so this is the sweetest choice Unhearing gate unhearing breath Embrace the stigma of the voice The kiss of life the kiss of death ...bewitch the sense of the forgotten Disarm the fear of all the pain When all what hurts is slowly rotten It's the symbol's garden's gain ...and now it's the triumph of leaving Let all your tears behind Take farewell of all the griefing It's only your eternal mind ...leave it all in serenades The only real love is between your grace Take a look behind the gates Black is blue and haze is haze...