Let the fire burn
And the ashes drown your past,
Let the rain fall down
And wash the ruins of your life.
When the wind is blowing,
It dries the sands of decades.
A new growth is born
And it is ready for a new flame…
At the moment of silence
I feel like I am the one,
Who was chosen to stay
And find out where this all begun.
Fire is burning me,
Desire to set us free…
The choirs of glory
Have now turned to silence,
The sound of the aeon,
The arias of the oldest ones.
Once so beautiful flower
Has now lost its blaze,
The young fallen child
Is now sleeping so pale.
At the moment of silence
I feel like I am the one,
Who was chosen to stay
And find out where this all begun.
Fire is burning me,
Desire to set the beast free…
The wild stream of time is surging…
It's flowing free…
It has a grip on me…
A grip on you…
Eternally…
The dark dreams of the past are calling with agonies…
They are haunting me…
Haunting you…
Eternally…