The Dying

We flew over these lands and broke our wings in the flight. 
Precipitation so far from salvation to a blinding light of despairing life 

I'm falling – my soul is starving. 
So beautiful, this silent call – 
With eyes of mist and snow – 
This tear of our persistent cry. 
Oh, how I cry... 

How much sorrow can we stand? 
How many tears do we have to shred? 

We cried, we suffered, we died... over and over and over again. 
Desolation sanctified – the walls are closing in. 
Resurrection terrified – I see the humans grin. 

We cried, we suffered, we died... 
We starve ourselves from hope and dreams. 
Desperation horrified – we made in sickened blood. 
Resurrection humanized – they smile with dripping poison. 

Creator – believer – deceiver... 
Desecrate – devastate – your souls are dead! 

The sun will never rise again 
Your sun will never rise again 

The fading innocence, the dying beauty 
A word of light darkens this peaceful night. 

I'm falling – my soul is starving. 
So beautiful, this silent call – 
With eyes of mist and snow – 
This tear of our persistent cry. 

Your wretched empire falls apart... 
The signs are shown all over the world.