There was once truth in what you spoke 
But teased by doubt alone 
I hear the serpent voice inside me 
Sands of time will now dissolve 
I cry for truth from where I stand 
But growing lies my reply 
I bought my ship of dreamy pictures 
Through the seas of death 
I sale but know not where I am 
Sinking and no one around 
The last sound that my body utters 
Is a cry for truth