Deep in the signs of misery
We are, too far from illusions
Your night angels in the flaming sky
Burning the seas
In this nothingness of the age
We are, too far from delusions
Yet this cradle of life through the eyes, our eyes wish to see
A blind river so beautifully drifts the light into my sleep
I saw a white open door
A further grieving hall
With sad and heavy flow of wind
This life is so unreal a parable of defence
In nights I crave so long alone
And whispered me in peace when soared my soul in heaven
They sent me back to you
To feel your misery
Deep in the signs of misery
We are too far from illusions
Your night angels with a flaming star
Burning the seas
Through this nothingness of the age
We are too far from delusions
Yet this cradle of life through the eyes, our eyes wish to see
Home, my home a load in heaven
Four arrow stars unleashed beyond the seas
Cold, ice cold above your burden
The nightmares in the bliss embraced your fallen tears again
My griefs may wound, your wounds may tear
A world of solemn light into oblivion we share
May overflow the skies our solitude
My suffering heart still cherish you
Through this storm and foam your fervent hope awakes
The dim moon shall fall in this dark world
To rise inside me
But when I'll be gone when gone means forever
Forever for you to bear
You will hate me
Through the storm and foam
I'm rising... I'm rising again
Hope of broken lies
Devour my soul
The blood of a suffering man
Will cover our world
Hope vanish me
Devour my soul
Your foverer misery
It's a misery on a earth
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