(I burn, but my ashes will speak for me, as the worlds collide
Can you feel a slight tingling on your forehead?
Had the strangest dream
Heaven shatterng upon me
Ages of battles were unleashed under my skin
An ancient call crying for answers
Haunting, howling
(And I'll watch the dome falling in pieces, as darkness embraces light)
Had the strangest dream
Bathing under silver raindrops
Hundreds of voices seemed to sing among the storm
I sang along, and turned into thunder
Resoundng through the night
And the truth of each being will eventually find it's voice
Breaking through, sharp and fierce
Your control is nothing but illusion, fragile as soft ice
And we are fire
