No more tears flowing
with everyday killing
they become numb.
...
No more wine to drink
and the clouds snatch the moon
the goddess of sleep still far
and the lonely soul is called to wander
...
You see no hope
and dreams disappear
you can talk to no one
for no one will hear
...
It's the end of the human race
when people are made into stone
no blood no flesh
no heart no mind
...
If time is only mine
I'll be dancing with the wind
adoring the moon
gazing the stars
...