Screams have turned to sighs, deserting their eyes
(Ashes in the sky, garden of delights)
A shiver shoots through the spine
(Screams have turned to sighs, deserting their eyes)
She whispers goodnight
(Wisdom in the crowd, signals turn to sound)
Fallen sons and daughters
(Abdicate the crown, muzzle to the mouth)
How does one forgive himself?
Careful what you wish for, marigold
Relentless grief that haunts my days will never be gone
Tell me what you died for
Did you ever imagine we'd reawaken the monster
At the end of days that cease to begin?