Empty hall imminent bounding //
Cold black stones strangely surrounding //
The first touch of mornin' light //
I feel a strange vibration //
Any sign of reincarnation? //
Did I loose my past beyond the night? //
Sunbeams reflect in my mind's eye //
Jeanne was the sun that passed on by //
Vibrations hate and die above //
Nothing could touch me - Jeanne was
LOVE
