Absorbing eyes cannot see this key
I'll burn a mark on my chest
To create an increase of happenings
A footstep that regains its place
One way belongs to each of us
An entire sight in this role
This excuses of life
Will guide you into...
...nothing
After all mirth will respire
With every fall age will come
And return to the beginning
After all mirth will respire
With every fall age will come