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