Ruins among laughing dreams... so real Knowledge of a wind so old... whispers through the dark The taste of haunted words... comes forth And pleasures a night so violent... and pure insane Statues of stone wandering Wandering among the ruins... among us A wind through a solitude so dark It sleeps in a path of anguish blood Thorns of steel cries in a fire of greed Of pain it leaves the day, and takes away Rivers of stone, deserts among... me Statues of of stone wandering Wandering among the ruins... among me