Once a world dies, another is born
Mine tumbled,  and stumbled,  and burned

The dark touched me, so I searched for light
But I didn't belong here anymore

I set fire to the petals, no struggle at all
Except sorrow for the world that has dissolved

Opening the gateway, feet thinking before me
I walk the hall of necessity

My world too has been dead
It's been sweet for too long

So I walk my own way
To find my place

Maybe never
Maybe someday

Maybe forever
Maybe already dead