A farewell... of creation

A farewell... of creation

Dull is the rythem of the universe

gloomines glorified

I linger to see the creation, the creation I never knew

slowly turning with the wheel

falling to another height

I let myself go

all rage chrushing through me

I realese screaming

a masquerade in light

my soul purified

by the fires of chaos

As I am dreaming, as I am screaming

far away from sanity

as a wind appears, I have sown all from nothing

oh my powers, og my might

be with me for eternity

deep from... the ashes... of me it comes

I fly in shades of yearning

I know and I fell the end

so I bid farewell

to the creation I wish to see

closer, oh how I wish to be

closer to myself

to the creation

to the creation that is me

drenched in light

the dance is through

the song is over

the rythem has stopped

waiting, waiting, pounding

the birth notes... of the end

the longing and the pain

I release it now

I see what will be, but I will never feel again

from my ebony tower

my eyes search the horizon

just waiting for sleep

I am the creation...