Grassy field..

Ocean shore..

Moonlit night..

Morning star rise..

All the places where I have awaited the end.. In these dreams silence takes over all sound.. Here in these places the purples in the sky are coming slowly..

The morning star rises face to face with our old sun..
Its as if 2 suns shine the neverending day.. The old phoneix spreads its all colored wings.. The Morning star was the light egg the Phoneix came from...

The beast of fire, the firebird, Feathered dragon of the sun returns.. Its song takes over the silence.. A song of firey happiness.. The morning star rise.. This moment is mine to keep.. And I share this dream with you.. A dream of what I thought was the end.. A dream where I finally begin...