₁     In this illusion of stillness

     The drowsy zephyr lumbers

     From under livid arms of the junipers,

     Drifting through melancholy miasmas.

₅    The drowsy zephyr lumbers

      As glow bugs yawn,

      Drifting through melancholy miasmas

      Of mountain flowers and splintered stone.

₉    As glow bugs yawn,

     A stream flows with stories

     Of mountain flowers and splintered stone.

     This natural coliseum moans.

₁₃   A stream flows with stories

      When the chasm melts.

      This natural coliseum moans

      Along with long-forgotten lore.

₁₇   When the chasm melts,

      Snow clings to the shadows

      Along with long-forgotten lore,

      Holding onto promises echoed in ice.

₂₁    Snow clings to the shadows

      Of the marauders standing still

      Holding onto promises echoed in ice

      Those pathetic knights and starving thieves.

₂₅   Of the marauders standing tall,

      The shadows' reality hides

      Those pathetic knights and starving thieves,

      A frost covered ruin reaches out.

₂₉   The shadows' reality hides

       In this illusion of stillness.

       A frost covered ruin reaches out

       From under livid arms of the Junipers.