Let the fire burn   And the ashes drown your past,   Let the rain fall down   And wash the ruins of your life      When the wind is blowing   It dries the sands of decades   A new growth is born   And it is ready for a new flame      At the moment of silence I feel like I am the one,   Who was chosen to stay and find out where this all begun   Fire is burning me   Desire to set us free      The choirs of glory   Have now turned to silence,   The sound of the aeon,   The arias of the oldest ones      Once so beautiful a flower   Has now lost its blaze,   The young fallen child   Is now sleeping so pale      At the moment of silence I feel like I am the one,   Who was chosen to stay and find out where this all begun   Fire is burning me   Desire to set the beast free      The wild stream of time is surging...   It's flowing free...   It has a grip on me...a grip on you...Eternally...      The dark dreams of the past are calling with agonies...   They are haunting me...haunting you...Eternally...