Tears dry - and will be illusions
In he distance - whispers of soulitude

Absorbed in thoughts, of a sympathy that's frozen
Bleeding remembrance - deep wounds inside
A feeling that's mental - broken like glass
The balance's disturbed - last candles are waned

Enjoy... the burning moons of fire
That light... the night for your desire
... in the silence of your solitude

Meet the dawn - with the power of your determination
Not cold but warm - meet the angels of desolation

Escape from the river -deep-
Embraced in damnation, that's forsaken
Shaped in the smell of impurity
Escape the stream, reach the shore

Resist the temptation of oblivion
Refuse the touch of gods creation

The trust is abused... a storm in my remembrance
The candlelight is flickering... a senseless resistance
The struggle is lost... the storm brings the darkness

See this eyes of fire, that burn my castle of ice
I will believe in all my sorrows
But can't survive the next tomorrow...
The silence wept - i will create