Silent Stream of Godless Elegy Iron UGLY JEWEL Deranged for Strange Ways you Wait for the Sign every Crossroads are False Ways are Closed and Cold you Wait for the Sign hidden with Bloody Hands Restless as a Stream of mountain River Imprisoned at Unknown World Roar of Birds, Whisper of Trees, Depressive last powers are Drowning in Swamps Wait for hidden Sign in Ugly Jewel last Way is leading to Only Place youīre a Running Man all the Time through oneīs Place vicious Circle, thousand Looks through oneīs dusty Memory Wait for hidden Sign in Ugly Jewel last Way is leading to Only Place IRON MASK whereīs the Light of Sky Shining to my Way ? Iīm going Blind and Alone Burned by Love to Christ Iīm a Failure of my Waiting Sacrificed to Cold Night Cut by Faith in God Iīm hidden under Iron Mask Wrung by Painfull Disappointment when the God Turns his Back Auditorium is quite Empty Theatre only for Me deathlike Silence is so Loud and Iron Mask is so False Iīm Failure of my Waiting Sacrificed to Cold Night Cut by Faith in God Iīm hidden under Iron Mask Wrung by Painfull Disappointment when the God Turns his Back LAST Hey, my Pale Moon , my Dear Friend itīs Last ... , itīs Last ... Last Night with your Mysterious Beams with your Cold Silence I want to See you Again I want to Hear your Voice silent Night, your cold Light and my Black Bloody Soul my last Way is leading to sunīs Grave to sunīs Grave Soul is sliding along the Beam, no Look Back , no Look Back I want to See you Again I want to Hear your Voice silent Night, your cold Light and my Black Bloody Soul DESOLATED REMAIN Carrion reposing on Moss Desolated Remain Soul is sliding along the Beam No Look Back light Feeling of Freedom Touches of Godless Happiness Tones without the Voice of Pain Hands of something are spreading the Cheer All is Endless Time is hidden In rotting Meat pungent Stench of Carcass Desolated Remain, Drops of Rain are falling down to the Lake Desolated Remain, Drops of Rain are falling down from my Face Soul is sliding ... Touches of Godless ... Desolated Remain, Drops of Rain are falling down to the Lake Desolated Remain, Drops of Rain are falling down from my Face Touches of Godless ... All is Endless ... Desolated Remain, Drops of Rain are falling down to the Lake Desolated Remain, Drops of Rain are falling down from my Face ONLY STREAM I hear no Voice I hear no Surge Feeling the Taste of my Unreal Dream Tears of Hate fall down into Fire only Steam and crying Clouds of Heaven CRYING HEAVEN look at part of this Game itīs Simple and Impressive Bitter Hopelessnes, Sad I feel it all over my Body Figure of Bird with Broken Wings is looking Blue at Heaven Flames are burning the Earth and Scream broke the Curtain God, donīt hide your Look Allow me to Fly up to Beams Save me from Pain I donīt want to be burned in Hell Nothing of it is the Truth Dream to Feel it Metaphor for your Lonely Soul thereīs FalseHood in the Truth God, donīt hide ... Figure of a Bird ... God, donīt hide ... BURNED BY LOVE TO CHRIST whereīs the Light of Sky shining to my Way ? Iīm going Blind and Alone Burned by Love to Christ Cut by Faith in God Iīm Heathen under Iron Mask when the God Turns his Back deathlike Silence is so Loud and Iron Mask is so False , is so False BITTERY SWEET Flower black like my Blood Flowering in my Heart Heavily bowed to Ground I feel smell of Cold Picture rumpled in Memory Nude of Woman who I Know lovely Nakedness of Feelings perfect Colours of Shapes Iīm standing face to face to this Nakedness Seabreeze is worming through my Hair Iīm flying away to distant Lands of Feelings which are Spreading all over My Body Iīm watching the Sunset Dead and Silent Glare Rays are sliding on Waves they donīt Reach Coast Sea is splitting my Thoughts to Thousand Pieces by a Cliff incoherent Shapes of Clouds Iīm Prisoner Iīm standing face to face ... AMBER SEA Amber Sea Half a Thought Halfway to the Truth Wet Colour I think about It Iīm afraid of Reality Diverting the Brush but I feel Weakness All the long Time I think about It Iīm afraid of this False Immovability I hear no Voice I hear no Surge Iīm afraid of Reality Amber Sea ... You think about It ! APOTHEOSIS ( He must come to Stone Sky ) Blind, I donīt want to See the Truth striping Crust of Time I knew he hadnīt been Right he must Come to Stone Sky I will Wait till late at Night I will Wait for my Faith in Dream Colours arenīt Real in Dream I feel Despair I See crocks of Glass allīs the Truth full of Lies I want to find Way to Die to Fuck your Stone Sky I donīt want to See the Truth, I donīt Want I will Wait till late at Night I will Wait for my Faith in Dream Colours arenīt Real in Dream I feel Despair