…flames Bring warmth with crows Reveals stones from the snow You can see the snow On the mountain tops And brook's to the sea Soon sun rises over the hills [Chorus:] Endless sky, burning red Purple clouds touch the top of the mountain And in the wind, I hear those crows They will bring the spring And take the cold away…

…No one gets out of this... Believe me.…

…can retire at the age of very young, they have been wise, runnign arter money, it secures life. You lead a silent life, its scandinavian life style, they talk a lot of their love lifes, they life of jealouse, they want to break it all, they they have their own life, to enjoy of sorrow and pain, of other peoples lifes.…

…The end. The songwriter's dead. The blade fell upon him Taking him to the white lands Of Empathica Of Innocence Empathica Innocence The dreamer and the wine Poet without a rhyme A widowed writer torn apart by chains…

…creation. I saw it's soul, envied it's pride. But needed nothing it had. An owl came to me, old and wise. Pierced right through my youth. I learned its ways, envied it's sense. But needed nothing it had. Don't give me love…

…Did you know, hoe you hurt me. Does it make everything later easier? Do you think, that I forget. Do you think, time softens the rooms of your brain. Do you think, i forgive you.do you think baby and all the staff…

…Oh, girl, we are the same We are young and lost and so afraid There's no cure for the pain No shelter from the rain All our prayers seem to fail In joy and sorrow, my home's in your arms In world so hollow It is…

…start a war Within the realm of senses And descend to the circle number four Where we are nothing In the nightside of Eden We're born again Dead "Forever we are Forever we've been Forever will be crucified to a dream"…