In cold wasted exhaustion
To search for a sign
The plains seem endless
Yet teeming with hidden walls
A distant faint glow the herald of something old Yearning for something more
A leap of faith unanswered
Bestowed with the gift of flight
Yet unable to fly
The wind spoke of solitude
The Star spoke of rebirth
I scream in silence
And watch this world surrender
I scream in silence
And watch this world give up
Loss of mind and soul the second death of the heart Destruction of our race, a final piece of art
The sun gave up and so did we
The landmark of our defeat
We rode without a cause,
For the sky had fallen again
Arid brooks of broken dreams
Empty veins of parched dreamers
The horizon disappears
The end of everything appears
The world has lost Her name
But no one ever cared
The wind spoke of solitude
The Star spoke of rebirth
I scream in silence
And watch this world surrender
I scream in silence
And watch this world give up"