Из альбома: Worldly Separation
Devastation of homes, dreams and lives
Caught in a terrified state of mind
This has been presence
of an evil soul
Only ruins stand before me
As I look at the pale grey
Can this be happening to me
As I stand frigid with fear
Storms
Let loose by natures wrath
Winds Set free from unearthly desires
Grounds
More with magnific force
These things will never end
These things we cannot avoid
Lost are all the things I worked for
All the time and precious sentiment
Most of all I miss my only one
Lost are all the things I worked for
Only ruins stand before me
As I look at the pale grey
Can this be happening to me
As I stand frigid with fear