Red suns burning slow
inside the night, soft whispers echo
tides of darkness flowing like stars
crimson colours, paint our hearts
behold the sky so distant and bright
Screams whispered, memories won
we are free to roam, destination never shown
gaze those in mist, gleam in night
without battles we dominate
The dying light of eternal grey
above it all creations fall
thunderstorm of rage, lead us to the void
thorns and stones, swords for the moon
Screams whispered, memories won
we are free to roam, destination never shown
gaze those in mist, gleam in night
without battles we dominate
Under the clouds, in grace of night
we walk through the ashes and dust
in the failing light of the stormy day
born out of thorns from dragons kiss
Screams whispered, memories won
we are free to roam, destination never shown
gaze those in mist, gleam in night
without battles we dominate