I lost more I ever gained Far away, far away... Thunder die, heartache cry Star-crossed light never meant far, far away... Whisper trance-enchants and fear! Light and fags, hope and fear Start to think and start to hear My voice soft, wit and charm Off I rise, twilight-path Never saw such trembling harm Cut-tongued spheres to appear Falling down so fresh and free Flat my voice, wake or sleep I have met within my dreams Never feel a calm so deep How can grief break the wall To my long, long promised way? But my sake I will break, Break in pieces never seen Senca, nevermore... Beauty, pleasure, youth Which one will I choose To uphold my wounds? Beauty, pleasure, youth Two of them to lose To avoid my tomb