Fair Rosanna your vagrany's a familiar tale.
Fraught with danger, the lives you led were judged profane.
Hatred enfolds us, inculcates our minds with it's [sic] heresy.
Laymen enfold us, clemency arise to set you free.

Fate, Arvo Rosannia has prayed that life giving waters may rain
down on the souls of man to cure them of their ways.
These were the sins of Xaviers [sic] past, hung like jewels in the forest of veils.
Deep in the heart where the mysteries emerge Eve bears the stigma of original sin [sic]

Freedoms [sic] so hard when we are all bound by laws etched in the scheme
of natures [sic] own hand, unseen by all those who fail in their pursuit of fate.

Fate, Arvo Rosannia has prayed that life giving waters may rain
down on the souls of man to cure them of their ways.
And as the night turns into day will the sun illuminate your way,
or will your nightmares come home to stay.
Xavier's love lies in chains.
These were the sins of Xavier's past, hung like jewels in the forest of veils.