Here's the place made to abide
Frigid kin that's here to cry
Here now talks the voice of thee so awe the melting gold

Thirsty blooms they're mere for death
Dreams lift wounds that needs no past
Mock the sound of massive bells,
collide describing words

We don't need to ply for thee
Anger needs not to be seen...
that's misery that walks inside of me
To cry without been seen

We'll seize the day
So we're far from madness rage
Then wind will say
To wash this ground that's far too great
Blow leaves away

Seize the voice of crawling springs
Storm of eyegaze falls on our feet
These now lock the amnesty of angels dressing blood

Thorns arise from tears of death
Dirty groans fulfill the fact
Learning how to move again
in these rooms of deadly wolves

There's no need to be alike
There's no rush to stay on feet...
it's misery that walks inside of me
To cry without been seen

We'll seize the day
So we're far from madness rage
Then wind will say
To compromise this, far too great
Blow leaves away

I will turn it away when I see you
I will turn it away when I feel you
I will turn it away when I dream you
I will turn it away when I kill you

We'll seize the day
So we're far from madness rage
Then wind will say
To wash this ground that's far too great

We'll seize the day
So we're far from madness rage
Then wind will say
To wash this ground that's far too great
Far too great
Far too great
Far too great
Throw dreams away