The echoes of a distant land long forgot,
The echoes of  distant memories, oh so rotten,
The echoes of the ******.

The echoes speak of a name,
The echoes speak of the truth,
The echoes speak of your name.

What's your name again?
I believe it's
[REDACTED]
Right?

I guess we'll never know,
Until you listen to the echoes,
The echoes of your forsaken past.

I'll meet you there.