When the last angel's falling above the crimson sea, By the sun's final rising, don't even see
How the silent tears are flowing from the reaper's eyes, As the frost is calling for harvest to the night, He's crying for my heart... He's mourning my soul.... I'm all alone
Every time I hurt myself, somehow still survived, Every time my dreams were killed, but they always came back alive
Tears frozen on cheek while roaming through the time, And the whispers calling for my harvest through the night, I'm crying with wind... I'm crying for my life... I'll die alone
Hear the whispered dreams of the fallen...
I'll rest alone... Hear the whispered dreams of the
Tears frozen on my cheek while roaming through the And the whispers calling for my harvest to night, I'm crying with the wind... I'm crying for my dreams... I'll die alone