Among the ashes of the day —
we thrust our hands in search of hope —
white knuckles shift and turn the dust —
to bleed the answers from the soil —
and when we pass along our yesterdays —
to the hands and hearts of those to come —
have we to offer but a memory —
have we to offer them —
the reasons —
the seasons autumn can you still this burning paradise —
yours is the final place —
winter greets our broken dreams with your demise —
can you claim these years forever —
immortal bliss is all I seek of thee —
to live eternal in your shade —
you are the echo of my destiny —
you are the watcher in my sky —
and when we pass into the shadow world —
into the hands and hearts of those we lost —
have we to offer them their memories —
have we to offer them —
the reasons —
the seasons autumn can you still this burning paradise —
yours is the final peace —
winter greets our sullen tears with your demise —
can you claim this age forever —
preservation is at hand —
can we lift the veils of death from our eyes —
resurrection master plan —
live forever under these dark skies —
and when we pass into their memories —
will there be anything but emptiness —
have we the consciousness to reach again —
shall we be ever seeking —
the reasons —
the seasons autumn can you still this burning paradise —
yours is the final gate —
winter our horizons with your righteous lies Can you claim this soul forever —
to wear this crown forever —
to wear this crown forever
