Prologue:
\"Centuries of breathless sleep
Nether drifting aeons
Dreamlands decayed in me
as life runs coldly down my veins\"

...And over the centuries sorrow spreads its wings
We're constructions of the fall fading through the never
In the dying arms of light which embrace us we try to comprehend

There will always be fires to burn
But will there always be a sunrise?
Awaiting the tragedies which travel with the wind
And see destiny unbound

And for so long you travelled with the sun
And your dreams seemed so save
...Until

You see the curtains fall and life runs coldly down
You can't control it all - an individual fall
A tragedy slips into your life and burns out your inner
Loss is such a bitter word - but everything has to bleed
It is grey dawn's hour and your heart dries out
We just give mortal signs - before we have to leave
In this stormtossed nights embracing death's embodiments
Tears will wash the lands - over the centuries

Some say destiny is written and behind the stars our real life begins
But now your feelings are broken and the asperity of life you feel
All you loved is forever gone or has been taken away
And many stars you see are already gone it's just their light which still shines

\"Mother, I will return to sleep although my heart still speaks
The hunter is on the search again and he is going to steal my dreams,
The last colour of my life - and they once seemed so save\"

Lost in time forever in this strange pool of tears
This dark light of never is stealing our sight
As we swim through the never till we disappear
Catch a last drop of power and make you heard

We're bound to the last sun and as it shines our hearts will grow
Until the new ones will capture light
When the sense is found here and the elements are clear
Is that when we'll all know where to go ?
Vagabonds of lonesome let's fight for all our names
Until...together as one - united in death
And together we mourn - lost children always (been) wrong
Up to new life we will descend

We're like lost winds in the night crying through eternity
The tragedies we're born into are called reality
Dark centuries enclose us and what are we still searching for?
Are we what we are or isn't there a little more?
Share your tears with me sweet sufferess of destiny
Life has taken life from you but sorrow is not just for you
We're in the centre of the storm and life might blow new chances
There is so much we have to learn and the least lies in our hands
We're like lost winds in the night crying through eternity
The tragedies we're born into are called reality
Share your tears with me sweet sufferess of destiny
Life has taken life from you and sorrow
....Is stronger than you - no !

Oh, Cassandra don't go
Your individuality shines like the sun

...But she was already in the mouth of the fall
...Bound to decay

\"Cold Sleep Mother, My life into your arms
For I shall no more descend\"