Lorn, Emptied
Buried in aftermath fire
Winds of the desert, shades of the night
Echoes of harrowing years
In tombs of darkness
Is born another soul
And restless ghosts of us
Will fill it with sorrow
In her eyes
One can see a burning soul
A lot of time will pass
A lot of time will flow
Without grief
Without fire and pain
How one would fight a way through the twilight
Tangled within life-long maze
In tombs of darkness
Is born another soul
And restless ghosts of us
Will fill it with sorrow
The memories of the lost ones
Like dreams passing by
The distance is calling me away
As days are fading into the night
Pain from the lost days
Veiled in echoes of past
Cures thy heart with new beginning
Gives the wisdom, takes back loss and despair
While heading through the distance
With the memories of us
Bring the message
Like a ray in the dark
Walls between us and inside us
Raised by pride and fear
Filled with doubts
Never break on their own
While heading through the distance
Bleeding makes us alive
Knowing follows
When one's already gone
We need more time
We need more time
Which never ends
Under the infinite skies
Days of past
Remnants of aftershine
Distance won't encourage sensation
Like life fades without rays of the sun
With the shadows of the new dawn
They are forever gone
Forever gone