Stars, no message, worn by barren prayers Apocalyptic skies where our fatal fates are blurred We plead for more light of distant stars, But their brightness fades in the blackness forever We move away as falling, falling stars We close our eyes with fear, too fear We walk between water and mud Into this dark moor of obsidian lakes Beneath the mantle of mystic darkness Our prayers shall drown in a grief as deep as our grave We shed the light of our shames We exhale the last breath among tears of absent glances Our world faints towards despair Heirs of sorrow, orphans of hope Wailing with wrath that we have been born to lose Stars, eternal lights in distance, oracles of time Hidden by a blinding sun We plead for more light of distant stars, But their brightness fades in the blackness forever We move away as falling, falling stars We close our eyes with fear, too fear