Away from the stones
In the storms of time
burning whispers, Remind me of the days
I've left behind those empty walls

Like it or not i am Me
this world is not clear
Yet the wings of  angles fall
like tears of the sad ones  
on the sands of time
come with me and I'll show you the truth you seek

The dieing light of this world has left you blind
my soul bleeding the truth
your eyes shall never see the true me