Forming the shadows into lions To wake up a sleeping machine Jaws of death are eating their way Into the soul of silence (Falling stars in the universe) Falling stars in the universe Cutting through heavy skies Eyes are wathing a yellow half moon As they swallow the silver blades The burning flame of triumph Is dying deep within the well A limp scavenger is feeding In the ashes of what is left Vast land of forgtten memories A colourless rainbow marks the loss The loss to a novel dawn