The winds of a dying dream, a tempest unveiled Once again arcane rain fell - cold, sorrowful and so frail O, those weeping times, all of my life's a lie An endless torrent of anguished tears' o behold my cry
The affliction of a stained creation becometh my tragedy Lachrymose is the light - touching the buried again O, this scenery of loss always present within me Afar into the obscure I wish I now could soar
Even though he stole my pride - I stand above his lies Even though I oceans cried - and sailed them far and wide My star shall ever shine
Drifting endlessly deep in darkened streams The inharmonious looms In my doleful ocean lies the love I've lost For heaven, my sorrow
Devour my soul as I enter the dark and cold Fallen from heaven's domains - God's vengeance unfolds This scenery of loss, a ruined empire of dismay A pathway of decay leading afar and always astray
Even though he stole my pride - I stand above his lies Even though I oceans cried - and sailed them far and wide My star shall ever shine
"Homage he has from all - but non from me I battle it against him, as I battled in highest heaven - through all eternity And the unfathomable gulfs of hades, and the interminable reals of space And the infinity of endless ages... All, all, will I dispute"