The eyes of mine ...Oh the beauty within Of the far away forgotten lands One shall remain untouched The era unfolds its silence So bright... so sad So majestic... all gone Thy silky scent Wither, oh divine, wither Take me with you... take me away Longing for the million suns Oh the sorrow-filled chants The echoes are still breathing I can see me right upon the sky Reflecting my cast... in bitterness I dwell within your touch Thy silky scent Wither, oh divine, wither Take me with you... take me away Have I not whispered thy name? Have I not cried for thee? Thy silky scent Wither, oh divine, wither Take me with you... take me away The puppets were dancing The dance is over The mirror I see Revealed the end The end of what is thee Under my pity I grow