Текст песни Axioma

What is real? What is true? Taste your dreams, touch the sun Hear whispers of your deepest fears Taste your dreams, touch the sun Let the divine thief collect your hollow tears Ever after, now no more Hear distant laughter, time moves too slow Far sight birthright The seer has turned to stone A dove bleeding in stark white snow Has soaked the earth to its cones Silent night, chaos night The stranger you never really know Time no more, fate no more The one’s who betray you the most are the ones that you know Love is a wound you fill with glass The archaic void that stained black class As fragile dreams bleed into the sea The winds carry suffering’s cry, are we never free? Light blinds the tortured night Star shot eyes shine from yonder skies Never after, forever more Proverbial disaster Silence is spun to gold Never after, forever more