Yearning for the dawn of the golden age, a new beginning, when will things change    The bleak winter is over and the ice starts to melt  A changing of the seasons, I have lost what I once felt    A pain that eats me inside, so far away from the outside  Redemption of our rapport, dissension continues to hinder    Let me be free. I wish to ride the storm, let the winds blow and the rain pour  Crimson sea take me, away from all the pain    Elapsing impulse of sentiment, bearing heart felt emotion tears