Lyrics

[The Phoenix] "And from the ashes a Phoenix rose - with wings made of gold It gently touched me, a touch of relief I was ready to start a new circle Hoping it would never come to an end "Never too late for hope" - the grey ice melted - slowly..." [Spring] Where is my world The beginning of my life bound Surrounded by light Wandering aimlessly around Hearing voices calling my name While I hover, world's dark stain Where is summertime? I'm longing for its warmth Far too long I shivered With winter's icy force Clouds are above me Mild air caresses my lungs I let myself drift, waiting for spring sun Soft grass - but it hurts to go over it Pointed stings - running between I stick Brooks are roaring, the water blood red Please let me drink, but I can't, I'm dead Souls are screaming, mothers and sons Are slaughtering themselves, am I teaching a dream... Souls are screaming, mothers and sons Are slaughtering themselves, am I teaching a dream... Where is my world The beginning of my life bound Surrounded by light Wandering aimlessly around Hearing voices calling my name While I hover, world's dark stain Where is summertime? I'm longing for its warmth Far too long I shivered With winter's icy force Clouds are above me Mild air caresses my lungs I let myself drift, waiting for spring sun