Aeon

Let the fire burn
And the ashes drown your past
Let the rain fall down
And wash the ruins of your life
When the wind is blowing
It dries the sands of decades
A new growth is born
And it is ready for a new flame
At the moment of silence I feel like I am the one
Who was chosen to stay and find out where this all begun
Fire is burning me
Desire to set us free
The choirs of glory
Have now turned to silence
The sound of the aeon
The arias of the oldest ones
Once so beautiful a flower
Has now lost its blaze
The young fallen child
Is now sleeping so pale
At the moment of silence I feel like I am the one
Who was chosen to stay and find out where this all begun
Fire is burning me
Desire to set the beast free
The wild stream of time is surging…
It’s flowing free…
It has a grip on me… a grip on you… Eternally…
The dark dreams of the past are calling with agonies…
They are haunting me… haunting you… Eternally…