Oft I wonder
As my mind's eye fly its own course
Into those places,
that I cannot wander

Where are they, those dark and hidden places
That I cannot wander to?
Where is the place
A place my mind often travel to
That place I fear and hate,
but still so long to go

For I see my freedom there
The freedom of my my mind and body
I see great walls of stone
And I see beyond that silvery sea

I see Alas! I see That silvery sea,
by the end of the walls
Flowing into ever black infinity
Becomming the spirits of the twillight
Those free spirits,
I see them and I wonder
Mayhaps I am the only who have seen
The spirits, the stars, flowing into the darkness
I wonder May that there bright star whirling about
Be my spirit of old?