I was seeking in your landscapes Remains of my past days, as they've gone far I've come to gratify you But now I'm blind when the sun rises Falling down my hundred reasons Under your cup of paper and glass In this heaven, full of soft black frames Near of every candle I'm observing when it's being corroded by the flame I think I see a weeping rain The dark side of the moon in my full face Full of mistakes, swords in my conscience Everyday my grief is my reason For a last moment in which we needed to escape Light catch me all inside Behind the scene where we fly To flee in this hideaway, we're allied Crawling in this dirty ground Perhaps with only two thousand wars to begin I hope one day there will be no one to say to me to stay I can perceive than ten thousand wars will start here I should keep my devotion clear With fear you use my name Silence becomes my ruin, my timeless sorrowfullness