A Sporadic Memory کے بول

I hear that name in my thoughts It haunts my dreams so much Beautiful majestic but it hurts Thinking about it it burns. My nucleus in a name is inane! I exist for it, but I don't know who I am! I remember nothing but that face A figure of symmetry and grace It steals the breath but not the pain It watches my efforts while I fade. My nucleus in a name is inane! I exist for it, but I don't know who I am! My nucleus in a name is inane! I exist for it, but I don't know who I am! Too many questions I create The fire inside isn't stinguished yet I cannot comprehend the flame Either, I can remember my name .