Wings of fire burn the night   Slumbering eyes their flares shall greet   Let the past cling on its futile self   And may the present rush for the future's glare      Grave to cradle   Cradle to grave   So infinity clash   Grave to cradle      Cradle to grave   In twofold matter      Two forces gone full circle   Never shall one of the other grow fond   Join me, the time is upon us   He spoke and in fury we flew      Far beyond the limits of time   Disown the borders of life itself   Crafted and moulded all in one form   Split up and scattered in the world that we own      Grow towards me   Beknight the strength of the symbiosis   Backwards striving   Counterparts with different eyes have observed   Of time unconditional      Grave to cradle   Cradle to grave   So infinity clash   Grave to cradle   Cradle to grave   In twofold matter      Tell of days to come   Tomorrow remembered   Your yesterday, my future      Recollection of the day   Delusions cast where dead trees sway      The sabre that separates   Is the candle that burns both ends      Born from death you now confront me   Back to death with my life I take you   Die more with each movement of mine