Compositor: George Rolim
Besides all the tears in history
Besides all the pain
No matter what you anticipate
No matter what you say
A shiny glimpse right before the eyes
Embracing the mistake
Chaos always clear as white
Danger right before your lies
Crashing down on no man's land
Spireing around
Silence fills the space around
I face the falling skies
Is set, no paradise
I Know, I can see the lies
Crashing down on no man's land
Spireing around
Taking my mind
Into decay
I am confined
Screaming in vain
My time in here has past
I'm feeling undefined
I must regain my sight
In paradise
Into decay I fall