Scarlet flame dances A wisp born from lost embers Illuminate night
Reaching farther with quivering fingers Will a hand branch out, Intertwining with mine?
The harsh wind blows through Striking the lost wanderers With frigid fingers
An island, crafted from Broken memories and Bittersweet dreams, Lone sanctuary for those Stumbling in the dim darkness
In the silent sanctity of night, I shed secrets like a serpent Discards its used flesh