When the last falling above 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 for young harvest to the night, He's crying for my heart... He's mourning for my soul.... I'm all alone
time I hurt myself, I somehow still survived, Every time my dreams were killed, but they always back alive
Tears frozen on my cheek while roaming through time, And the whispers calling for my harvest through the night, I'm crying with the wind... I'm crying my life... I'll die alone
Hear the whispered dreams of the fallen...
I'll rest Hear the whispered dreams of the fallen...
Tears frozen on my while roaming through the night, And the whispers calling for my harvest to the night, I'm crying with wind... I'm crying for my dreams... I'll die alone