Из альбома: Tales of the Woods... Thus Was Written
Rents in centuries and between us
Pages torn out of my life
You say: "Also fear has its charm"
But for whom aren't the stars lovely?
Silence brings a solitude
And pain silently sings
Touch the other side of the horizon
Because the pain is what remains
You are sad as a way of no return
You are sad as a spring poured out
Beyond the coffinof gloomy days
Eyes turned towards doom of delight
With the black oppressive prayer
Near the white licking flames
There is lost melody of a dying sun
And my sobs revive deep inside
When the tears fall down on my face
Pain buried into the mosaic of melancholy
I flounder through my memories
Too weak, wholly weary
Evil laugh, wild dreams
Burning blood, black heartbeats
The painful spots, scars in the soul
That have remained like a sword thrust into the ground
We sowed the light and pain silently sings
Silence brings a solitude
And pain silently sings
Touch the other side of the horizon
Because the pain is what remains