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 ded 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