Red suns burning slowinside the night, soft whispers echotides of darkness flowing like starscrimson colours, paint our heartsbehold the sky so distant and bright.Screams whispered, memories wonwe are free to roam, destination nvershowngaze those in the mist, gleam in nightwithout battles we dominate.The dying light of eternal greyabove it all creations fallthunderstorm of rage, lead us to thevoidthorns and stones, swords for the moon.Screams whispered, memories wonwe are free to roam, destination nvershowngaze those in the mist, gleam in nightwithout battles we dominate.Under the clouds, in grace of nightwe walk throught the ashes and dustin the failing light of the stormy dayborn out of thorns from dragons kiss.Screams whispered, memories wonwe are free to roam, destination nvershowngaze those in the mist, gleam in nightwithout battles we dominate.