Far into this labyrinth we wander, still searching a truth
Lost in its eternal maze, this wind has become too cold
There has to be an answer, the solution and final proof
I need the definition, what could make a heart unfold?
Like flowers in the summer sun, the craving of firelight
Burning hot and bright, this is my consuming addiction
In the maze from which I wander, the concealing night
Hidden from my view, this endless maze of confliction
This aimless path from which I go, there is no direction
Where answers fail to compromise, how much farther?
Lost I am with constant need, just to see his apparition
But no sympathy is for desire, this maze I shall wander