Blood red sun, my companion
Feel my love through the static
For we rust and dismantle
Salvage us from the ash
A trial by fire, on shoulders of giants
(Desolate their communion)
We're scalded and burning, yet she keeps on turning
If doom is impending, what are we defending?
(Gaia mourns her children)
Everything that ends beckons a revival
Sustain or to descend? Nothing's decided
When I escape myself, how much will be remembered
Of Heaven and of Hell, of what it really means to be?
Desolate their communion
Gaia mourns all her children (of what it really means to be)
(Of what it really means to be)
(Of what it really means to be)
(Of what it really means to be)
(Of what it really means to be)
See Haken Live
As time decays (ticking lives away)
All that we know (eroded)
Dreams that we made (gently start to break)
But they'll never fade