Within a silent lake aside
You are wet lotus in my mind
Silent wind takes me away

We are the flowers of decay

And all these years that have passed by

And you´ll be wilted in my eye
And if these seconds have passed by
I will be wilted in your eye


Silhouettes of faces roam to leave this world
Grant me absolution, I'm afraid it hurts


Like fragile colours in your eyes, touched by floating
Light to see

Violence and misery, silent war and... little lies

We paint our icon on a wall

To taste the sins for what we´ll fall
Life and death are not the same
We are the flowers that remain


My heart is frozen in white skies
Waiting for the day we´ll rise

By burning roses I have sent
We are the flowers of the end...