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