No oppression on the horizon
Not a single lie spit by tongue
As an aimless vagabond I fall

Addicted to lethal life, its so magnificent
The great boundary among the enlightened
Their blackened visions feed from thy memorials

Provocative veil is lifted
Vain, avaricious, dead
Their irony exceeds them
And the cost: Everything

Grotesque flaws
Everyday neurosis
The sound of silence relieves me
Consumes me
Inflicting chaos, to Ain

Nothing he believes is real
As I keep sliding back to life
This is my last flight
Still silent, serene
Howls from the past

And the birds are not flying high
A muted scream suffocates my mind
Is lethargy keeping us alive?
I will not let these flames take me
Sunrise behind the curtain so peaceful of mind

He's a fantasist
A wanderer of the void
I learned not to fear infinity
Seems more like a burden than a source of joy
Going up the stairs
I tend to jump through the fields of glass

These are the colors
Colors of eternity
One by one
With arms wide open
We will fall
To Ain!

Chilling whispers
Teardrops you won't hear the calling
Weeping rivers, flowing in haunted seas
In waves

Out of key you are, you're so
This golden dawn will dive with me
Along the shining idols
Twinkle the milky way of life

Stretched to the point of never-ending line
Ten thousand stories remain untold
I hate mankind, for I am
What is a man?

A miserable pile of secrets
Cold and vacant
The strange, uncanny, mysterious
And as I fall

Into the abyss of this mundane world
I stare and glare, my boundaries extent
One by one
With arms wide open
We will fall
To Ain