Dusk has arrived and we are all Gardens stand still like stone We look to the clouds for they form epic pictures Meaningful to meaningless to
The earth stands still, the air is silent We all dream together, yet are all alone The world is a place, for all to pity our existence Our minds in a maze, we do not know to go from here
share the pain, we feel the sorrow This dismal place in which we Becomes our kingdom of cold stone A place for all to eternally.