Aeonian beings will never go toward the Great Ciel

Why?

A word I can never seem to get enough of

A word to forever be divine but this divine word

Oh how it is has made my life an everlasting tragic mystery

Will I ever meet and great the selcouth ciel

Ever so divine

The earth will cry for my sweet lifeless corpse will never kiss the soul 

For my espoir has faltered and if dead for an aeonian amount of time

Therefore eternally dead like my lovely family

Why must I be an aeonian being of the world?