Many Years Have I Still To Burn, Detained Like A Candle Flame On This Body; But I Enshrine A Darkness Within Me, A Presence Which Sleeps Contained In My Flame Of Living, Her Soul Enfolded In Mine. And Through These Years, While I Burn On The Fuel Of Life, What Matter The Stuff I Lick Up In My Living Flame, Seeing I Keep In The Fire-Core, Inviolate, A Night Where She Dreams My Dreams For Me, Ever The Same.