. The sun has stopped. Mankind has fallen Evil has carried the day Blowing the angels away
One and all is just as lonely The lost are wandering the world Abandoned, heartbroken Their traces, as if they never were before There is Love no more
Somewhere, away from the wicked Night is yearning for the sun Where the endless pit finishes Where the dream extinguishes The wound has healed The song rendered speechless In pursuit of redemption The Poet was left voiceless.
Where there are no tears no shoulder to cry on no time to repent no chance to forgive
Where there is no misery Where stops all joy and treachery What will be will be, Not even a whisper of a prayer to sound There is no more poetry - ring the curtain down.