Harboring the symphonic sadness
Upon befell the night skies
Fabricating melancholic madness
Bearing ghe tales of the broken ties

The gloomy hourglass didn't skip sand
Lingering on the alluring lies
Draining contentment from these frolic hands
Upon befell the night skies

Bearing grace, anguish it spreads
Singing the tales of the broken ties
Bearing the echos of the past I dread
Upon befell the night skies!