The Crimson Forest Lost In The Forest Of Dreams So Thick, Searching For Something That Can Only Be Sick; Wizened By Age, Never To Be Found, Deep In The Earth, Untouched With No Sound; So Now I'm Searching For The Thing In This Forest, What It Is, I Do Not Know, But Only This, I Have Nothing To Show; Nothing To Find, Nothing To Look At, Only The Forest, That I Cannot Laugh At; The Crimson Leaves Of Dreams Are Falling, Through Fire And Ice Alike, So What Could I Do To Stop This Madness And End Finally The Strife? ; I Do Not Know What I'm Searching For, I Do Not Know Where I Am; I Do Not Even Know If I Want To Find, This Thing Lost In This Land; The Thing That Was Left Behind, Can Only Fall Deeper Inside; The Trees Are Burning, The Leaves Are Curling Up, The Inferno Is Rising, It Will Not Stop; Now I Am Consumed By The Flames I Once Sought, And As I Burn, I Have One Thought; The Glint Of The Thing, That Was To Be Forever Lost, Found Again, But Now Left To Rot; Guarded By Fire, And The Fire Burns Me, The Trees Are Suffering, All In Glee; I See A Glimmer Of What I Found, And Before I Burn, I Utter The Sound; The Screaming Wail That Fills The Heavens, The Piercing Shriek Of The Lost Hopes Never Found; I Remember The Word As I Burn In This Hell; So Now As I Burn, Alive And Alone Won't You Come With Me? The Dove Borne To Love? ~ Crimson Soul