Fast fading roses Non-lingering words Scythe be my instrument Through dreams i now rage No guidance is me offered No forgiveness thee is promised Now van distance be a factor When engraved in me thou art? Nourished by the soul my flame Shall serve to torch the earth Denial serves me That fire cannot burn With flames of no origin That star cannot bring guidance Without force or form One is darkness The other silence Without silence the darkness Looses its splendour Sweet bliss that sleep now giveth Tempt with forgetful night Ever haunting that image within Swear to the answers denied