Life,
Entrapping My Heart
Into The Obscurity
Life,
Enchanting My Eyes
Into The Grey Misery 

Something Is Marching Straight To Myself
Still I [bad word] My Castle Of Dust. 

Awake,
Awake By My Dream
Everything Sleep. All Is Gone,
Await,
I Wait For Its Touch
Turning The Dust Into Stone. 

Something Is Marching Straight To Myself
Still I [bad word] My Castle Of Dust.
Forlorn I'm Singing Cry To The Cold
I'm Forlorn. 

Take All My Dreams
Follow My Breathing
Time Is Breaking
Gathering Its [bad word] 

Forlorn
The Land Are Quivering
I Feel It Close 

Tell Me The Story, Tell Me That Place
What's About Where [bad word] From
How Many Realms You Destroyed
How Many Realms Live By Your Light
Where Do We Belong Now?
Now. 

Cold
Embracing My Land
Without The Missing Of Past
Clouds,
Today Will Not Cry
Even This Day It's The Last 

Something Is Marching To The Skyline Above
Still I [bad word] My Castle Of Ice.
Forlorn I'm Sleeping 'Till The Sun Will Araise.