…See the skies hanging low Up upon walls the crumbling voice You ask yourself what is this time And what's the meaning of being? You ask yourself what is this time And what's the meaning of being? Follow the river at…

…The end. The songwriter's dead. The blade fell upon him Taking him to the white lands Of Empathica Of Innocence Empathica Innocence The dreamer and the wine Poet without a rhyme A widowed writer torn apart by chains…

…A kite above a graveyard grey At the end of the line far, far away A child holding on to the magic of birth and awe Oh, how beautiful it used to be Just you and me far beyond the sea The waters, scarce in motion…

…By your heartstrings, I am hanging from a dream Gently swinging in the warm autumn breeze Come look at the scars smother a heart Opening up No more Tiptoeing along a strand of your hair suspended between These…

…the enemy with their feet Without fear they fight Can you hear the call of the North star Feel its longing in your heart This bound is eternal Sworn through blood At the end we will stand as one! Even if the daylight…

…An old man by a seashore at the end of day Gazes the horizon with seawinds in his face Tempest-tossed island seasons all the same Anchorage unpainted and a ship without a name Sea without a shore for the banished one…

…north (Oh son of north) You'll find your peace At the end of your journey Life is so short (Life is so short) Oh! son of the north (Oh son of north) You'll find your peace At the end of your journey More greet us when we…

…It is just the beginning of the end Yes, I'm here for you Save your happiness for tomorrow And today we'll drown in your tears A drop of your blood tastes like wine today And because I love you so And I'm here for you…