Aeon

Let the fire burn
 And the ashes drown your past,
 Let the rain fall down
 And wash the ruins of your life
 When the wind is blowing
 It dries the sands of decades
 A new growth is born
 And it is ready for a new flame
 At the moment of silence I feel like I am the one,
 Who was chosen to stay and find out where this all begun
 Fire is burning me
 Desire to set us free
 The choirs of glory
 Have now turned to silence,
 The sound of the aeon,
 The arias of the oldest ones
 Once so beautiful a flower
 Has now lost its blaze,
 The young fallen child
 Is now sleeping so pale
 At the moment of silence I feel like I am the one,
 Who was chosen to stay and find out where this all begun
 Fire is burning me
 Desire to set the beast free
 The wild stream of time is surging...
 It's flowing free...
 It has a grip on me... a grip on you... Eternally...
 The dark dreams of the past are calling with agonies...
 They are haunting me... haunting you... Eternally...