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Always... (1992)
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[birth, age, death. The sudden realization of aging and attempts to hide from time. Time is crucial yet essential. For ever or never, life lies between them.]

Slowly... Flying silent
Touching the wind as it sadly sings... for me.

Aging on the outside
With my youth in my empty hands
Lost all that I was living for, live no longer

Couldn't resist looking in her eyes
I saw myself, tears were falling
The seas of her eyes reflected my old age
Youth grows old, like winter follows spring

Faster... Falling kingdom
Dancers on winter winds,
they dance... for me

Nature's ways
Life can't always be controlled
Controlled by fear
LyricsScared of months and years, fear no longer

Time leaves it's mark
The years come but never go
Masked is my face
The mask of age will fall, hide no longer

Couldn't resist looking in her eyes
I saw myself, tears were falling
The seas of her eyes reflected my old age
Youth grows old, like winter follows spring


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[Imaging emotions as being a lake, the water can be calm or stormy. But can it be frozen; can emotions reach freezing point?]

The bowels of my thoughts, icy lake
Drain emotions from my bleeding soul
Tears that follow burn my skin
Dread to see myself, I ain't me

The sun encircles my shape on the ice
In my shadow I see people below
Their frozen faces staring blank
All crying without a sound

Thousand degrees below
Ice age has begun,


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[Through marriage we're bonded, by death we're separated. But sometimes our dreams can ceep us together. Life is transitory but love can be eternal.]

The cruelty of this world persists
The cold wind speaks for our lost
Whispering words, weaving worlds
Her time has come, alas

A man with opened eyes
One stopped out of a dream
With a view held within his mind
The tears for his bride redeem

Watching this world falling apart
Like the dreams in a shallow sleep
Countless are the nights they shared
The mourning in his tears

But morning still has broken
A light in his world of dawn
All beauty turned to rot
His flowers, all are gone
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Close the eyes of eternal love
Buries his face in his hands
Her face looks so alive
In the morning sun

But morning still has broken
A light in his world of dawn
All beauty turned to rot
His flowers, all are gone

Dreams are nothing but illusions
Illusions for one to see
It's the visual projection of our inside
And as empty as the heart in me

As the heart in me...


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[Stories about unicorns and dragons are just fairytales, so we're told. But don't we all have our personal dragons? Fantasy is a world not far from reality.]

In everyone hides a king for a day
Nature's actors, in tragedies we play
But deep bows the head that bears the crown
For the weight of might can always pull us down

Soon my reign will end
I, a king without hands
Soon this day will end
As my tears descend

Everyone has his own dragons to slay
Look in her eyes, never turn away

Soon my reign will end
I, a king without hands
Soon this day will end
As my tears descend

Every treasure you find
LyricsAnd every road you take
Has it's opposite side
Sacrifices to make

Dream on...
Sleep on...

Time is my only fear
An enemy of sand
My dreams are old
A new king will rise


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[Peace comes through thinking with your heart and not with words. Until then we'll light another candle for this world.]

What is left of our world, today
Walls have fallen with peace
But walls are build within our hearts
Wars are fought within

A cloak lies over our world
A misery show without an end
The masses follow the masses
The blind will lead the way

To see the colors that rest within your mind
The paradise we seek lies inside

Who's to blame, who will lose
Now the dice have been rolled
We must find the guilty ones
Instead of condemning what has been done

Who shall we praise now
LyricsWhen all our gods are gone
Living is not just to live
In a conrete or cardboard box
Think in a carbonized world
Where all has been done before
The thought of a perfect world
On the pile of broken dreams

To see the colors that rest within your mind
The paradise we seek lies behind

Who's to blame, who will lose
Now the dice have been rolled
We must find the guilty ones
Instead of condemning what has been done

From the smoking cities we shall rise
And on the ashes we will build
Praying for that one day
The sun will rise again...


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[The dreamer walks a lonely journey. Through the sky he flies but with his feet on the ground, knowing the moon is always with him.]

And the dreamer sets his sails...
Avoiding all cliffs and stones
But the dreamer is never alone
Always trying to catch the moon

Sailing on the winds of desolation
Horizon's my destination
Through tears I see that
the moon slowly sets
And another attempt has failed...

The waves of the sea drawn to the moon
Like lovers they meet
Carry the light to a distant unknown
Catch it if you can

Always will there be the stars
Always will there be the moon
Always will there be the rocks
Will I always be alone?


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[Sometimes words can not say what the heart feels. Music can express the things that our language cannot.]


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[Infatuated by the extensiveness of the universe, it's easy to forget one of the most complex enigmas of this world: The human mind, a universe of it's own.]

Open the gates of the past
With the key to our hearts
Dream of the years gone by
Centuries through mankind's eyes

In the wasteland that grows inside
Within me I shall find myself

Slowly walking, pacing front
See through these blind eyes
Stepping on shadows, touching air
Stones move as I stand still
Seek the answers in the skies
As we don't even know ourselves
Silent, as the sun sets before our eyes

In the wasteland that grows inside
Within me I shall find myself

LyricsFor years of space technology
Still we haven't learned
Like children we explore
Things we can't yet comprehend

Open the doors of the past
With the beating of a heart
Dream as the years go by
Carrying our own cross
Seek the answers in the skies
As we don't even know ourselves
Silent, as the sun sets before our eyes


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