Curse or repayment?

Truth or illusion?

In my noble asylum

When dark hours linger

The sinister silence

Is bowed into millions of tears

The sweetness of sound

Turns to raging thunder

A deadly serenade

In the moonlight, the bringer of pain

Like fear on a silver plate

I am frozen, betrayed by myself

When will this end?

Same old pavilion

A different appearance

Is playing messiah

All good was taken

A thorn made of silver

Abandoned my will to go on

The sweetness of sound

Turns to raging thunder

A deadly serenade

In the moonlight, the bringer of pain

Like fear on a silver plate

I am frozen, betrayed by myself

When will this end?

Life is a flower, fading away

We are not destined to stay

Love is forever, the spirit is free

Time is a borrowed gift for you and me

The sweetness of sound

Turns to raging thunder

A deadly serenade

In the moonlight, the bringer of pain

Like fear on a silver plate

I am frozen, betrayed by myself

A deadly serenade

In the moonlight, the bringer of pain

Like fear on a silver plate

I am frozen, betrayed by myself

Everything comes to an end