Из альбома: We Are the Nightmare
So, the sight has finally left us
With dreams of the failing light
Born again, beneath ashen cloud
And the restless lies betrothed,
I curse this winter
And my nightmares become your dreams,
Come blindness, stealing grief
On failing winds of hopeless greed
And blindness lead the light,
I curse these winter eyes
Beneath ashen cloud,
I curse this winter
Beneath ashen cloud
I curse this winter
And my nightmares become your dreams,
Come blindness, stealing grief
On failing winds of hopeless greed
And blindness lead the light,
I curse these winter eyes
An ashen cloud of hopeless splendor,
A robe of ice unsurrendered
A slave to this kingdom winter
Under skies of fire falling
Falling, falling, falling
[Solo: Malone]
[Solo: Knight]
So, the applause have ended,
The plague, lost within sleep
The last right of spring, now lays beneath
A shroud of fire as the winds sing
We curse this winter
And my nightmares become your dreams,
Come blindness, stealing grief
On failing winds of hopeless greed
And blindness, lead the light
I curse these winter eyes