The Eyes are not the eyes,
And the eyes are not the eyes.

Let the breezes come to pass,
And the eyes will be the eyes.

Let the storm come to pass,
And the forest shall be
Any longer than five.

Surpass the father,
And live the legacy
Of the destined
For the damned.

Dwell not upon the
Banks of 'morrow
But on the shores of yesteryear
Instead.

The Eyes are not eyes
As long as they are eyes
And as long as they shall be eyes
They will always be eyes.

Flames of ice, and shards of fire.
The tree has fallen.
Live long in death.