As the river flows beneath the sea, there is an endless way of living.
As the awakening of a soul must commence.
By my own sovereign, why can I not put myself to rest?
Am I restless?
I'm scared of what might happen if time were to break.
Thinking of the time, I once fell in love.
Yet still brings me into a helpless abyss that tears of pain and gore corrupt my sympathetic face.