The voices of the nature
the voices of a beast
the voices of the children
are the voices of a priest

this can all belong together
these are fragments of the one
and then soon will fuse forever
sentenced to creation

better if you hear me
better when you care
better when you listen
are we all aware

I can see
where all soon will be
I'll be there and I know
where we all have to go

in poems of the martyr
the childhood of a thought
for freedom of a nation
all these things out of a part

dark essential dreams of jesters
feed my ideology
cause when all belongs together
then it all belongs to me

better if you hear me
better when you care
better when you listen
I can be aware

I can see
where we all soon will be
I'll be there and I know
where we all have to go
				

Walking - dreaming - flying
over patterns of time
searching - lying - burning
for a paper of ancient signs
of the script from a stranger
had a long tercentennial delay
the novels he wrote
are a treasure
a meander down from the dark

into the sun
we are falling from the silence
into the sun
we are waiting for illumination

the deeper you come to the inside
words built up a new universe
imagine these rhymes
are the key to a door
each term is a pathway
erased in the end without you

walking - flying - searching
inside of these lines
dreaming - burning - lying
for a paper of signs

into the sun
we are falling from the silence
into the sun
we are waiting for illumination

a view to the source of the mission
we read is AcCult
to the fiction of dreams
the runes of a pagan deceit
will guide you to mandala cages
on the spiral inside

into the sun
we are falling from the silence
into the sun
where we all are leaving
				

Mission of your life
Coming from the past
We can leave it all behind
Try to understand
What it's all about
We can't change it all
This time
Any point of view
Flowing down the line
We can't hear the world this time
This time
Mission of your life
We come along
We have to go
Takes a million years
For us to find a home
We never want

Passion to the pain
Do we need a savior
Need a savior
Pray for the light
Pray for the day
Pray for the illusion wishes fail
And nothing's sacred

Cross the water
Cross the bridge
One gross failure
A million years
The data bank won't forget

The soul survives
Visions closer
Visions closer

Written in a book
In a language
We don't know
Takes a million years
We never go
Passion to the pain
Do we need a savior
Need a savior

Pray for the son
Pray for the night
Pay for illusions just to buy
The prince of tides

Cross the water
Cross the bridge
Cross for the savior
A million tears
The data bank won't forget

The soul survives
Visions closer
Wishes closer

Round and round and
Round we go
When we're waiting
For the lord
And the ultimatum falls
When the unborn
Is not king again
Our calculation is false
When we're drifting
Day by day
To a point of no return
Then the prayer for
The light of day
Is written on your soul
Ten thousand years away.

The soul survives
Visions closer
Vicious closer

Round and round
And round we go
				

Brother can you see
That the time's just begun
Brother can you see
That the time's moving on
Brother can you
Follow the light
Into a better place
Brother can you see
That your life's a disgrace
What's going on in your head
Something's driving you mad

How many tears
How many days
How many roads
How many tears
How many days
How many roads
How many lives we spend

Sister can't you see
That your life's just begun
Sister can you see
That your life's moving on
And don't you see
There is another way
To another place
For you and me sister
What's going on in your head
Something's driving you mad

How many tears
How many days
How many roads
Away from you
How many tears
How many days
How many roads
How many lives we spend
Away from you

I tell you brother
I tell you sister
You are miles away
From the truth
				

I can't cry away all the tears
I can't lie away all the fears
I have inside
all my sails are torn by the wind

the scars that you incise
will never go away

I don't miss you
I don't even love you
I want you to die in my arms

I'm a storm the air that you breath
learn to fly away
on the wings you wear inside
you see me dying down in the fields
the way over the bridge

a fire guides the way
and winds that let you soar
will blow away my flame

I don't miss you
I don't even love you
I want you to die in my arms

I don't miss you
I don't even love you
I wish you would die in my arms

I don't love you
I don't hear you
I won't cry for you

I don't miss you
				

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A shattered lamp imbrues the night
projecting sharp figures in his face
ten thousand days to paint your wings
and rise with the phoenix for a day

I know that you will betray yourself
to some things
we'll never get closer to
I know that we always surrender
I know that we must be aware

the scissors cut a shape of a man
betrays jaring sciences he rose
magnetic suns and star machines
to yield the submission of the gods
I know that you will betray yourself
to some things
we'll never get closer to

why do you thing we have all the rights
to unite all the sciences we should
not compare

you're loosing everything
nothings about to heal you
you fly into the unforgiven sunlight
to heal your pain
pour down Iodic rain

I know that we always surrender
I know that must be aware
you turn the pinions down
fly to the stars around

you're loosing everyting
nothings about to heal you
you're loosing everyone
that ever tried to heal you
you fly into the unforgiven sunlight
to heal your pain
pour down Iodic rain
				

On the way you start to go
where the morning meets the light
all the reasons washed ashore
to foreign lands
where you want to go
where you want to rise
innovation see the coexistent world

now you are sailing
to the edge yonder the waves
to the place he'd left behind
and you're speaking
to the voices of the sea
why he had to leave
still you have to stay

what do you know
where do we go
we are born to stay
here far off grace

and a crayfish is the lord
of the characters I meet
in the deep and healing oceans
so divine
all the essences I face
they were singing me the song
about the meaning
and the reasons that he's gone

full of wisdom are the images they told
and salvation saves the soul
everyday we are searching
for this foreign place
where I have to go
and where you want to stay

what do you know
where do we go
we are born to stay
here far off grace

waiting for the dawn
morning meets the light
whas me to the shore
into a land I left behind
sailing to the edge
leaving with the tide
searching for a place
where you will never be left alone
hear the serenade
makes you understand
why you had to stay and I fade away
				

Dokken's song

A brief encounter
Like wind through the trees
It came so suddenly
But then it was gone
Like it had never been
How could I have ever seen
A lost heart
Will take your soul

How could I have known
How could I have known
As she took me in her arms
And brought me to an end
With the kiss of death
The kiss of death

She promised paradise
As she lied upon her bed
Like a fallen angel
With the devil's charm
She promised paradise
With the kiss of death

I tried to stop
As she held out her hand
But the fire was burning inside
She knew what i wanted
She gave it and more
But now I must pay the price
We were strangers
Passing in the night

How could I have known
How could I have known
As she took me in her arms
And brought me to an end
With the kiss of death
The kiss of death

She promised paradise
As she lied upon her bed
Like a fallen angel
With the devil's charm
She promised paradise
With the kiss of death

As she took me in her arms
I felt the devil's charm
Suddenly I see
The final destiny
With the kiss of death
The kiss of death

She promised paradise
As she lied upon her bed
Like a fallen angel
With the devil's charm
She promised paradise
With the kiss of death

With the kiss of death
				

Some illustrations are fiction of sadness
never be stopped by the dawn
now we are living on signs of a man
nothing is real
hiding the fears
hiding the love
never be stopped by believing
son of a sun our confession unties our madness
never let it go
listen to the rain
listen to the rain
when we listen to the rainmakerstory
then we listen to a song that never ends
when we listen to the rainmakerstory
we're in the end only points on a scale for the rainmaker
hypnotisation is one kind of freedom
a two colour paint by a drug
some of the answers requested by reason
better believe
better believe it
blood out of soul
sold out of blood
he taints the flesh of the poor ones
and we bite the tongue of ourselves that we never be faithfull
better let us go
you better let us go
listen to the rain
wash us all away
when we listen to the rainmakerstory
then we listen to a song that never ends
when we listen to the rainmakerstory
we're in the end only points on the scale for the rainmaker