Asgaard When The Twilight Set In Again Mournful Suite Of Dreams When The Twilight Set In Again Legend Of Passing The Sirens 1168 Night Of Desire Nameless Land Of Streams Mournful Suite of Dreams Bloody landscape of our existance paints The life somehow or other The leaves clothed with the silence of Eternal peace arrange a path which Leads to nowhere The mirror reflexes a shape, it talks about dreams I step into this unknown world as endlessly flowing river I walk on the sharp stones and follow The way of life I reach for the door to my conscience In rain Open your thoughts like a bird with its Wings spreaded out Plunge into your time to find the Essence of it When The Twilight Set In Again As throught the mist I saw your face Blood on the cross on the white rags In the silence I heard your voice Glass of pain in the devil's land Blow of wind in the gothic castle Scorn of suffering close in heatred When the time of death has go close They sing the peans to their lords Stars were falling deep in the darkness With the hope for immortal life But they will rise again When the dusk will call the memory The souls removed the world border beyond Where people exist only like shadows The meadow of nothingness which is decoration In the moonlight In the landscape of immortality which is Seen with eyes of thirsty hears the reality is sawn the dust of suffering and wait When the twilight set in again Legend of Passing The ruined in the Labirynt are dreaming about the freedom The tired by the achievement of life Are looking at the world by Closed Windows The sentence for emptines all days are looking at the dusk Their souls going away in the light of glory They are still going to unity crumbs Of their trirsts And the scorn from these eyes Destroy Beauty of sunrise Listen to their words which are shouting For this crazy full of lies and mad world Try to get flames of their souls and When it deems to be easier for you Just they are a true proof that it's Easier ripe tears then to forget Becouse leaves of time fall With tears, and they create the Legend of passing The Sirens Standing face to face I feel cold lips Treason on my mouth Voices from the hills On the heaven roads Sinister silence Silver silence Silver angel's tears Drop on the world Sins will burn with us And will ask for fire So that we could born again Thought nothing stops the night From the castle of Sadness I came to new world Other eyes look at me Damnation of the feeling My treason on my mouth I feel taste her lips still 1168 Lord of the far horizons Give the eyes to sea Over the verge of the sundawn The beauty that's to be All sunset at the seaside coast I have seen his majesty Standing in mysterious circle In glave of many candles When the temple was burn Our souls asked for peace And he coming on the white horse Forgotten Slavonic God Lord... Night of Desire Each night When the moon is his full I set fre from my body Which is nairly sleeping then With womenly incantation I call The Blue Unicorn Who Will carry me To you I am penetrating throught the window - pane... I am penetrating throught the white bedding... I am Sailing round your body I am calling and You Liberate from it Permeated by ourselves we walk By the sleeping world When the compulsory sun-rise comes We magicly get back to our bodies And wake up kindly Not to iritiate the world That morning long time we nestle our Eyelashes to the pillons Nameless Land of Streams Nameless land of streams strike me with The glance of heart It must exist on the edge of our memories Misguided in our fives we approach the Valley of shadows not looking behind The passing clouds refler what I'm Feeling There's a flowing stream in my heart It's stream of my conscience I'm lost in my life. I'm lost in the land of streams A transparent spirit moved in the forset Of my unlimited feelings Sivering like an advent flame Like a drop of water I'm flowing down the eyes of my soul The world of colours foresight and Anxiety is sinking Time of belief and hope is ending Only love is joing like two streams And we are looking on your direction And we don't see anything Our heart trembles and the prayer Cries For full happines Time of belief and hope is ending Only love is joining like two streams Which establish the river