Hear the sound of masses, their isolated pains No longer is the wisdom innocence betrays Sleeping still I may not, visions that we share Pace along this dark road, wetted by their tears A prelude to all thoughts that last Pass on to me all things long past Watch their dancing silhouettes Their sad song of what once was Hear the sound of masses, I surely will prevail Progressing into nothing, deafened by own will A prelude to all thoughts they last Pass on to me all things long past Watch their dancing silhouettes Their sad song of what once was Help if you will, try to fill up my dreams Please, all I have, hollow sounds, hollow schemes Form me! Shocked surprise, the plans you've drawn Created me, an absurd form Awakening in time to see Your icy hands all over me You're losing me, I will abort A final scream, a last resort I'll refuse, you'll stand astound A your tears stain on the ground A prelude to all thoughts they last Pass on to me all things long past Watch their dancing silhouettes Their sad song of what once was