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