"With whom shall I have this dialogue?. The mad, the noble, the wit?. The past lurks under layers of fog,. Evolution's hall is unlit. . Thoughts and visions confuse,.
Hjrteslitande drama prglar mrgelgrav. Rols seglar nattravn i aftonens villande hav. Myrding dansar ljus ur banemannens frid. Tills vedermdans gryning illfundigt tar vid.