ruins among laughing dreams… so real
knowledge of a wind so old… whispers through the dark
the taste of haunted words… comes forth
and pleasures a night so violent… and pure insane
statues of stone wandering
wandering among the ruins… among us
a wind through a solitude so dark
it sleeps in a path of anguish blood
thorns of steel cries in a fire of greed
of pain it leaves the day, and takes away
rivers of stone, deserts among… me
statues of of stone wandering
wandering among the ruins… among me