The essence that before in the cultivated field
It was getting lost as it moved away from the queen
My wish was to get out of the empire
To went out of the flame that one day was given to me

My emptiness was an odyssey in the darkness
My destiny getting lost every day
My ways were profane and unbelieving
I heard shouts of pain around me

False pleasures of the flesh in evidence
And I burned in my inner lament
My host was pushing me into the abyss
I turned away from who could help me

I wasn't convinced by the attitudes
Of those who wanted to prove me
That this anguish slowly lacerated me
It could be healed by someone

The wailing of this world is something extreme
Walking to the dark of forest
While many get lost on the way
Others just think thenselves

This world has wrapped itself in shadows
Some deviate from the King's Palaces
Others didn't even know him
And went out into the distant ways