ruins among laughing dreams so real
knowledge of a wind so old whispers through the dark
the taste of haunted words comes forth
and pleasures a night so violent and pure insane

statues of stone wandering
wandering among the ruins among us

a wind through a solitude so dark
it sleeps in a path of anguish blood
thorns of steel cries in a fire of greed
of pain it leaves the day, and takes away
rivers of stone, deserts among me

statues of of stone wandering
wandering among the ruins among me