The sun is far away
It goes in circles
Someone dies
Someone lives
In pain

It is burning
Into the thin air
Of the nature
Of a culture
On the dark side
Under the moon
The wolves gather

We fear the things
We don't understand
The powers
Of good
And evil
Of the world

The past
The future
The promises
The folly
Of those who died
For nothing

Leaving their wives
And their children
For love
The only thing
That makes us human

The past
The future
The promises
The folly of those who died

want you to tell me who you are
In your dreams
Who is there
And is it beautiful
Like music

Do you know
If it is a word
Is it love
Does it hurt
Deep inside
Like music

Can you hear it
It is fading