Winds blowing strong bring an echo of sorrow
As one lonely figure wanders the land
Lost in himself, hatred became his only friend
Fog was their shelter on their road to nowhere

Years of roaming beneath grey skies
Have made him forget his name for all his life
Far in the distance a mountain draws his gaze
“My steps will lead me there, but it’s so far…”

“So…this landscape will be my tomb…”-“Never”
“How long will I have to feed this demon in me?”
“It seems I’ve betrayed myself
Bowed down by fear and hate”

(solo: J.Torres)

Blinded by obsessions, consumed by a spiral
Erasing the beauty he once left behind
There in the horizon the mountain calls his name
“It might be the time to awake, I should try…”

“So…this landscape will be my tomb…”-“Never”
“How long will I have to feed this demon in me?”
“It seems I’ve betrayed myself
Bowed down by fear and hate”

Now, as the snow starts to fall he is closing his eyes
Calmed down, that soft caress brings him memories of who he once was
Buried in the white lays his old clothes which tied down his soul

Run! Break away!
Your tempest is agonizing
Climb! One more breath and climb!
The summit is waiting
(The summit now waits for you)

When the sun is down he looks up to the sky
The stars that shine, that bring him peace of mind
The silence sings; his soul is now unchained
The wind now speaks: “In harmony is the night”