From all these years behind  We ash ourselves for reason  Searching for the cure  Without having a vision.    We dwell in lucid minds  But live our own asleep  Demanding our demise  For secrets that we need.  Enthroned in darkness sight  We call out our desire  Of spirits left behind  And our fallen empire.    And one more time once  We drink the holy fire  Rejoicing in the could  As we feel madness rise.    The power in their words  Their smile pictured inside  Of ages we encore  We gather and revive    And all the years to come they vanish in a blink  And wisdom though our eyes is nothing but a dream    Soon we'll leave behind all that's ashes and dust  And many years from now we'll still wander in the Cold.