I feel the holy sign within my dying heart...
I feel the black marsh consuming its forces...

A precious faith returned to me
My soul once in torment is now appeased
From my ashes I rise
The divine season has come to me

Lies

How many time you've cried for the void
Believing that nature is able to forgive you
Sorrow, and sorrow, and sorrow, and sorrow...
You are lying to yourself when tears are flowing
See and enjoy the lack of human compassion
You all are swimming in each soul to feed yourselves
Borrow, and borrow, and borrow, and borrow
Trading emotions is now your new market

Remorse, the evil crusher flail
Remorse, a birth from my death

Life is too short to justify my mistakes
There is no cause to care of what I shall not hear
I've cried blood tears for the void
A shelter of my own flesh was his gift
Illusion or not, I felt that my path was written
Now that wishes are the key for every loss
I feel the season embracing me
I feel remorse that shall release my soul

Remorse, the evil crusher flail
Remorse, a birth from my death
Remorse evoke the Celestial Autumn

I wish I could return to free your soul
I wish I could heal the pain from your mind
I wish I could revive your dying heart
I wish I could overwhelm your passion
The golden leaf teasing our skins could embrace us
Only when you will show me how to dream

Alone you will be...