Nightfall tries to paint the dying skies With the deepest dark of seas of blood Silence is floating in a mysterious red The light is fading and comingto an end What's there in the air? Fear… There is something going on behind the scenes! Before that time when I become so restless I was waiting for the sign And with my seventh sense I have felt the presence of mother universe… Manifestation In a superhuman form I'm standing beneath the fullmoon and the stars Which have seen our first time on earth What kind of tales could they tell about Our past and present and future (i we'll have at all)? Come to a mighty power! Reality, like an ice-cold wind Can overthrow the dreams again But it is real - just you can't feel That many powers direct your steps away Manifestation - so magnetic Once touches you, you'll be always addicted to it Manifestation - another kind Of existence and a special, unknown world behind When essence manifests itself and It raises your mind to a hidden way And what you believed is not true, you can' t see everything You have to realize the fact: we are too small… Nightfall tries to paint the dying skies…