We are the outstretched fingers
That seize and hold the wind

The strangeness of awakening
In an oh, so silent world
Breathlessly waiting for the
First proud beams of light

As the hours grow longer and the shadows never fall

My sky has forsaken me
My desperation grows

Bring me the light
In the fires that never end
The dawn will never come
Punish my heaven

That's right
You will suffer my punishment
We have arrived
At the outermost crossroads

The charge of cosmos
At our atmospheric skies will cause our fall

Oh, our downfall

If I had wings, would I be forgiving?
If I had horns, would there be flames to shy my smile?

Hymns of loss are heard
From the masses in the streets
Praising the last of days
I punish

Bring me the night
In the fires that never end
The dawn will never come
Punish my Heaven

The charge of cosmos
Charging us from unearthly distance
I challenge the universe
It's the choice between Heaven... and Hell

My soul bears all the weight
Of mountains
As mankind weaves its silent end
Can there be no forgiveness?

I curse the heaven above me
As the light sinks through
My outstretched fingers
Fading in my open arms

Make each tear in my bare hands
A lifetime in Hell
On this last day of light
When our autumn leaves fell

And as heaven itself commands me
Our of its lair
I fear not
My face lined with darkness, I'll go!

I'll go!