Из альбома: The Coming of Chaos
[Music:Brolycke, Rudolfsson Lyrics:Karlen]
Into oceans of false existence, we all drift away
The true essence of time is fragile, but my dreams do never die
Anxious to reach the bottom, a bottom that does't exist
Time is like the flames of fire
It's eating all in its way wither and fall into the abyss of time