These days are burning down
Every death is an end in the race
- no arrival
These lives - just ripples
In the stunning widths of space
- slipping away
This march will never end
Every stop is a death deep within
- deep within
It is a WAR over years and years
It is a WAR...
Passion in every step
Every month is a part of the circle
- no arriving
Counting your mirthfull days
Every year is a march round the wheel
- on and on
And when there is nothing left to light these worlds
I will be right at your side
I will be there in time
In time...
Marching on...
Travel - Arrival
Together we will drown
In the river of your transciency (You will see...)
1 | House Of The Rising Sun |
2 | On Lucid Wings |
3 | Her Last Summer |
4 | Escape... on lucid wings |
5 | Kolyma |
6 | Spleen |
7 | Fade To Grey |
8 | Fields of ashes |
9 | Universe |
10 | Passion And Demise |