I remember times forgotten 
By filthy traitors of immortal 
Knowledge trapped in silent kingdom. 
Millenniums captured by my eyes. 
Moon’s reborn forbidden slaves 
They’ve been awakened from their graves. 
And stars like tears of dream in night 
Fell to the ground drawing lines of light. 

O, the heaven bright in dark…
I saw so many fallen soles but never felt my one apart.
O, how could I loose my own?
What game it is to make believe that heart of mine is not a stone?

In moment of innocent peace 
I saw her steps on breath of winds; 
I heard her laughing in the pain 
Like freedom dancing in steel chains. 
Her skin was white like clear snow, 
The beauty which will be never known, 
Cold in her voice, warm of embrace… 
She’s curse and gift in silent mace. 

O, her body burns my soul… 
There is no “out” there is no “in” – just deep of last and pain to fall.
And from that deep to the moon
No way [bad word]  no place to hide; there’s nothing but a song of doom.  
 
Time was stopped, her voice has gone, 
And all treasures that belong 
To me forgotten and not needed [bad word] to misery. 
She disappeared like a ghost,
And my hope forever lost:
To see her one more time again… Just one more, let it be… 

Who will tell me where was I?
Was it [bad word] or maybe lie?
Disturbed by voice of her inside I cannot find myself. 
I cannot take it anymore 
I’ve opened windows, smashed the door 
I’ll follow her through mirrors of the lands and seas till end. 

O, through torching and disgrace
I cursed myself when gave the born to female of the human race!  
O, I walk on slimmest string
Now [bad word] understand: she was the Princess of my dreams…