It stops, then Burns. 
When the fallen man was once
One lost and two returned
Forever, once in despair
Deep, down fallen alleys,
glisten the teeth so sharp
Biting through nerve and hope,
He has fallen and she is lost. 

O father I surrender take me back
O virgin mother here is my hand.
All is lost and returned in their surrender
Then the one is lostin the return.
For there is no one lost or found,
Just the old and new; desire and satiety.

It is in this game we fall down,
Down and deep in the abyss of reason. 
Illusion and passion forever satisfy,
Forever tearing in my own despairing
Forever laughing in the refuge of retrospect,

And nothing is.