In the eyes of the Watcher the gleam of flames
 Reflecting pictures of the years gone by
 Time makes no difference the sleep [bad word]  And tomorrows daylight is hiding around

 This lonely mind, eyes still awake
 Taking a swig now and then
 Poking the fire with the rod
 Seeking the [bad word] behind the blaze
 Where lost all the glory days?
 Vanity just remains in his own wishing well
 [bad word] ]
 Has learned to fear the fire of life
 Has burned his hands so many times
 In the shelter of smoke he is feeling home
 Gives him protection from the outside world

 The lesson of life we all have to die
 Ashes only stays under our names
 If believed [bad word] before all is gone
 Is the chance to reborn who´ll need the fire?
 [bad word] ]
 [bad word] - watching the embers
 Time passes his eyes in flow
 Grand failure, betrayal, denial
 The pain to swallow
 Tarred waiting to burn
 The glow stays until it fades
 Dying weeping and slow
 Before the [bad word] falling

 So the fire does not forever burn
 And before the rain he has to learn
 [bad word] 

 The lesson of life we all have to die
 Ashes only stays under our names
 If believed [bad word] before all is gone
 Is the chance to reborn who´ll need the fire?
 [bad word]