Strange dark place, trees around me,
Heavy stones on the ground,
I looked at the fatal Moon

While the wind whispered sad words

Victim of a waking dream

I stayed in the darkness
While the wood buried it's secrets


I lost my mind, blind spirits were my guide
I was searching my Soul, my story, my end
I saw my body fading as I read

My name on a grave
And now my shadow
Is a stone


Leaving this Time,
Empty body without a face,

I'm the messenger with broken wings,
With bleeding hands
I'm dying to revive,

Tomorrow will be a new Dawn,
A wandering Soul shall devour your sin,
I'll walk amid the trees

And my petrified eyes
Shall be the mirror of these Nights


Running man in the Timeless land,
A flash of lightning in this cold, silent, endless Night
My shape began to change,

Memories of this last horizon,
A new dawn over the hill,
My fragile life dissolved in the wind and now I know,

Like a sensation,
Like a Vision dying in the morning


I'm leaving this Time...