The echoes of triumphal anthems
Wind turns into the pity songs, funeral songs
Words drowning in the abyss of the past
Lost men, without purpose
Walks on the shadows of the pointless constellation
Nothingness passes his way!

Wild waves of feelings, suddenly turns back
Almost bathing my thirsty flesh
I'm turning back, and I close my eyes
But change won't came, I can still hear the words
That haunts me, time of wasted years, these golden years
There's no escape into lost shine

There's no escape into lost [bad word] faster, find your sacred scripture, the primal stream
The strongest believe torn from inside
Its brightest shining makes you blind

Tears are falling down, down the timeless faces
Mortal spirits inside your mind
Twistling, dancing round and round

From another dimension, blood drops on silent dreams
Take this little part of universe
As the precious gift your new found way

Sorrow, our wishes undertaker
There's no escape into lost shine!