Once there was myth and mystery.nNow we destroy our ancient verse, our history.nThe eyes of my comrades watching, they haunt me.nnDream a sinking ship in waters green;ndeath down to fate; my sacrifice, sorrow fathoms deep.nThe vision of a golden country, it haunts me.nnDome of fragile glass: hunger to thieve,nchildren shelter in paper arms, stolen refugees;nthe torture to confess not to betray, Love Ministry.nnCold-hearted secrets lie mute in ice, no tongue to speaknwhat's always been and always it shall be lost to lies.nThese icy tongues of wordless thoughts,nthey've never been and never they shall be.nn