I. I can speak again, Call you I. Forsaken, fading, ailing, void I am afraid now I. The great bear drowning in the sand And reaching out I, The one of endless sentiments I want to see, to be unchained I, a temple in the tempest I, once desired, haunted with eternal plague I, ready to swear no evil or pain can ever dwell in me I am leaving I, White, ethereal, Rising from the desert sands Craving for wanderers Silent sounds full of inward decay I am holding out a hand I, a temple in the tempest I, once desired, haunted with eternal plague I, ready to swear no evil or pain can ever dwell in me I am leaving