Unspoken words, untold stories of what we had Of the days in Eden, when we were walking in hell I will break the chains of pain (I will break them!) I will see those eyes again (i will see them!) I will be calling your name (Can you hear me?) I will fight for our fate (I swear it!) How many years have passed? I do not count them anymore What I left it is my past, why is it always less than more? Our star has brought us shame, it burned out in its flame I... I am exhausted! Will I breathe again?! I am not trusted... hate is what I gain! I am exhausted! I won't be a saint! I am combusted hell is waiting again! Hell is waiting again! As bones crump under my feet, I walk to the edge of the world There where our gods sit, there where our fate is held To burn the afterglow of my past in Phlegethon I offer my paradise Now I am an iconoclast for you were my sacrifice I am the fallen! Drown in my scow I am the fallen! No one will save me now I am the fallen! I've lost my mind To the fallen I've pledged my life How many years have passed I do not count them anymore In the wastelands of my hell I am always less, less than more Our star is not the same It's the darkness in the flame