Many ways of world-making they have conceived
I know there is a word... and a name for everyone
I used to know yours but no longer
Is reality held in check as I have heard
By its hard actuality... we relate the truths and lies to
I used to know yours but no longer.

No more are you...
In the eyes of truth, than truth is in your eyes...

A lady at Lethe... we will meet... is she Aletheia?

How could I've looked so deep in your eyes
Maybe I looked only at them
Now I wonder why and how
I used to know yours but no longer
You didn't look away, not even today
Why is it so easy for you, was not the fault all mine
I used to know yours but no longer.

No more are you...
Iin the eyes of truth, than truth is in your eyes...

"Once we'll drink of Lethe, like we drank to us
And sweet oblivion is ours, with a warm loving embrace
I used to know yours, but no longer.
Till the day we die, will you keep what I thought you gave
Like all I know you had, but truth in your future ways"

A lady at Lethe... we will meet
Is she Aletheia... (lain down to sleep)?