I crave the waste - buried and forgotten Hidden - in the greenest maze Cremate - all this embitterment Still - alive in the earth Going over what was once benighted Etched in stone Etched in skin Fallen ghosts through time proved this curse of mine I crave the skies - lost stars you pointed to I saw their haze - I felt their warning I felt their chill - and I fell apart I heard them say - "It will never be the same" Going over what was once benighted I swore this time Before the chills come A shield will glaze over To hide these questioning eyes I begged and pleaded I cried a storm like the foolish do I swore the chills this time Will forlorn all seasons that raise the blood to boil I swore upon this molten heart A mountain grew, a path was built, a belief was granted It was given like a gift Fallen ghosts through time proved this curse of mine That echoed many more to hear and die Rereading What was once forgotten Etched in stone Etched in skin Fallen ghosts through time proved this curse of mine For all to hear and wonder why