Under a frozen star Taken far from their reach The final approach begins Focused on closing the breach The gentle voice of a stoic brook Quietly calling me close The welcoming waters shimmer Hiding faces of whispering ghosts Of cries below ♪ There's little I know But I'll find your secrets Your coveted glow ♪ Your sun may rise again But I've been breathing on borrowed time There is no place for angels In this silent heaven of mine Authors of aquatic graves Sleeping deep beneath the waves Tell me what I must seek Guide me, your words I will speak ♪ It seems just a moment ago My gaze was lost in a sea of stars My spirit calm, my eyes transfixed On the shining prophets afar I could not see you coming Though I knew that you exist Collapsed on my knees, I stare at the ground Engulfed by this fathomless mist Of songs above ♪ Not much I know of I don't seek your secrets Your coveted love ♪ Your sun may rise again But I've been breathing on borrowed time There is no place for angels In this silent heaven of mine Authors from ethereal graves Soaring high above the waves Teach me to master this curse Guide me through this hell I traverse