Tekster: Paradise Lost. Icon. Colossal Rains.

Into a depth of haze, I'll see you dead
The colossal rains flow like the breeze

A sheltered scenery as the arms outstretch for me

You'll never walk again
(in a sorry sea of pale sound uplifting here,
dark waters flow free through archways of silent dreams)

Brought back from centuries, creations seen

the colossal rains mortal spirits drained

Can this be real, what the frozen rains reveal

You'll never walk again
(hear cries, way out of reach and shallow the silver breathes,
the sun wakes the sleeping heat, and drowns in a mess disease)