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