Forming the shadows into lions
To wake up a sleeping machine
Jaws of death are eating their way
Into the soul of silence
(Falling stars in the universe)
Falling stars in the universe
Cutting through heavy skies
Eyes are wathing a yellow half moon
As they swallow the silver blades
The burning flame of triumph
Is dying deep within the well
A limp scavenger is feeding
In the ashes of what is left
Vast land of forgtten memories
A colourless rainbow marks the loss
The loss to a novel dawn