carried the remembrance of all went wrong
kept on those memories which harmed me long
screened thee thoughts that use to drive myself mad
sheltered you diamonds and stays this path i've already led

"And you ask me now what is my intent,
Here among the ruins, cloaked in false pretence;
And how do I belong?"

Just as years come around the same leaves fall to the ground, but they all come to demote I guess, here nothing stays long but a shell.
Related that the ashes ever keep on remain
I hope that you'll enjoy how I will try to explain.
Told that there's nothing to tell of that I thought that thou could test that chantes too; of that we should talk until a thunder'll give it its true death. Of course.
Everywhen a thunder uses to strike down CANTATIONS.