Feeble Screams From Forests Unknown
DriftingIn the AirAbove a Cold LakeIs a SoulFrom an EarlyBetter AgeGrasping forA Mystic ThoughtIn Vain...but Who's to KnowFurther on Lies Eternal SearchFor Theories to Lift the GateOnly Locks Are Made StrongerAnd More Keys Lost as Logic FadesIn the Pool of Dreams the Water DarkensFor the Soul That's Tired of SearchAs Years Pass byThe Aura DropsAs Less and LessFeelings TouchStupidityHas Won too MuchThe Hopeless Soul Keeps Mating