Fiery mass tumbles to the ground,
The building collapses and everyone dies...
A blood-line older than the ages
A secret as old as time...
Through the forest of trees,
That sway in the wind...
Rage perching on death itself,
In the form of a dragon...
I'd be nice to look out the window
See the birds chirp so beautifully...
The darkness is closing in
I feel the temptation near...
Always yearn for the lunar dream
It flows and grows inside your vein...
Fight fire with water,
And pain with greed...
Angel wings charred black as coal
From a frail body rise...
An unknown place.
Where you can always see a familiar face...
The solemn phantom reappears
Dragging along its deadly spear...
No explanation needed, because it hopefully speaks...