A vagrant soul lost in time, saw the sky for (the) first time And held that emptiness once more, that frustration rained And fed the lake he walked so near... it holds in those waters All the pain, all the longing that never ends... he didn't see The Lake, he never saw his reflection on it, but it was always there... Once discovered he found the misery created by ages of necessary storms... Trapped under rocks, trapped in time under thoughts... All the necessary blood, that never touched the ground... The wind brought the ashes of a never coming past Hopeless he saw them dancing in the air... in those forests, so dark, in the coldest winter. He heard a roar, trapped in a dream, another dimension, a journey through That lake of devastation... an ancient spirit, the reflection of his empty soul, He didn't see it, he only heard it and felt it... (nine screams, nine scars and nine worlds to bring again the past)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
