…6:30 winter morn Snow keeps falling, silent dawn A rose by any other name Eva leaves her Swanbrook home A kindest heart which always made Me ashamed of my own She walks alone but not without her name Eva flies away…

…give Reach For hand-held heart through life For the dancer to arrive Reach And catch me before I fall Apart from the wandering pack In this brief flight of time we reach For the ones, whoever dare You believe but what…

…Barely alive under ice by exchanging sighs With tomorrow quivering in the loneliest light Shedding skin to a dying song We hum along to the evening sun Till we are no more Little deaths to a dying song Sound a lot like…

…everything with me under the surface and all the screams will fade into my dreams Fall now! Dying light! I will burn away the ground beneath your feet and all will be vanished in the darkness Dying light! Fall now! and let the night arrive…

…Who's there knocking at my window? The owl and the dead boy This night whispers my name All the dying children Virgin snow beneath my feet Painting the world in white I tread the way and lose Myself into a tale Come…

…is left for encore Is the same old Dead Boy's song Song in silence All that great heart lying still and slowly dying All that great heart lying still on an angel wing A midnight flight into Covington Woods A princess and a panther by my side These are Territories I live for I'd still give my everything to love you more…