Weaver of masks
Let me into the portal of regret
Replace memories if I cannot change the past
An innocent correction to alleviate this pain

So sudden comes the time to depart
Leave behind all those things promised
Sought to reconcile with the strings of desire
Upon a field windblown and warm

Bearer of the earth it is my time
Bring forth a moment of hope
Change this past, this memory of shame
That I can go forward in peace.