Vocals: Bob Catley, Jorn Lande, Tobias Sammet, Michael Kiske
Guitars: Sascha Paeth, [bad word] Kulick [bad word]  Eric Singer

Goodbye 
Your pocket full of dreams 
Your mind in a daze 
Keep on chasing rainbows 
Fly high 
Leave the past behind 
The dark road you take bears no escape 

In a world of grand illusions 
Where love is just a dream 
You gotta make your sacrifices 
Time to pick your poison 

The fool is he who is noble minded 
And bellies up to poverty 
He's not a king in the world of diamonds 
Paling into oblivion 

I lay down my soul for glory 
I've given a life away 
Don't know if I am sorry 
Blind me, blind me 

Don't know where I'll be going 
I gotta get away 
From the pain of recollection 
Drawn into the faint 

Hang on to [bad word] train 
No turning back 
Tethered to [bad word] train 
Take me away 
Torpid in the wind and rain 
No turning back 
Hang on to [bad word] train 
Take me away 

If I'm a stranger to myself 
Then I better gotta stay away 
Even better gotta get away, get away 
Time to pick my poison 

Feel the devil sitting in my neck 
Straight ahead into the unknown 
Oh father I forgive you for I 
Don't know what I'm doing 

It's only human nature 
To keep away from pain 
Take a train to ecstasy oh 
Ride on, ride on 

Inhale the scent of heaven 
Respire the smell of fame 
You've been to [bad word] and back 
You can't change things anyway, no 

I hang on to [bad word] train 
No turning back 
Tethered to [bad word] train 
Take me away 
Torpid in the wind and rain 
No turning back 
I hang on to [bad word] train 
Take me away 

Reaching out [bad word] the world 
you'll watch the mirror shatter 
As you'll be dazzled by the sight 
Once only diamonds mattered 

How can you justify the way 
When you wake up screaming 
Will you pretend that you were blind 
When you were really seeing 

Your image everywhere 
The looking glass: a sheet of ice 
It's thick enough to dance on 
In a frozen realm of lies 

But the ice will break 
And you will scream repenting 
Oh boy the ice will break 
You'll just feel your heart rending 

Riding on to a world of funny flowers 
Riding on to the white wide world  [bad word] back would hurt my pride 
I rather take another ride 
Riding on, winter on the mirror 
Riding on into the unknown 
If i'll awake in pain one day 
I gotta catch just one more train 

Days gone by 
Who'd wanna live forever 
On our knees up your road 
Paved with good intentions 
Fly high 
Where angels can't breathe no more 
Some dare to go blind 
Some stay behind 

I hang on to [bad word] train 
No turning back 
Tethered to [bad word] train 
Take me away 
Torpid in the wind and rain 
No turning back 
I hang on to [bad word] train 
Take me away 

Hang on to [bad word] train 
No turning back 
Tethered to [bad word] train 
Take me away 
Torpid in the wind and rain 
in the wind and rain 
I hang on to [bad word] train