Unconsciousness touches deepest wound Got nothing, nothing, nothing In the way upon Aum 'August, bring me back!' O Brahman! O divine Alchemist! 'Thou art spice of the hearts' Those linger for sunshine While crumbling in aurora Between these eyes Must be an exotic glittered-eye Thy light and shadow Wherefore emerged rebirth To the heinous Alchemist! Upon thine eternity Thou chosest young lady In midst o' the endless cruelty Listen these whispers Heartfelt soul melody Covered by thy majesty!