That which floats beneath my eyelids vanishes, a scene that will take place someday
An uncountable number of nights has passed, waiting for just one morning
Within a maze without end, I see a dream I cannot wake from
Without resistance, this world wearies without sadness
Without a destination, I am empty inside
The cycle continues, never ceasing
The dance continues, now in a world without people
The bitter night repeats itself, each time I have begun to forget to smile
Without a form, the fragments of hope
Slipping through these hands, infinity extends outward
Within the maze, within the dark, it melts to tears
Now it can be heard, the cry of cicadas in summer
As it increases, as it echoes, within a closed dream
The longing continues, even if it can never be sated
I will at once explain how to end these bad dreams
The cycle continues, never ceasing
The dance continues, now in a world without people