The Final Leave

Faith is growing cold
this death is silent saying
In the name of all we've loved
replacing youth with aging

Held back in this dark
Trapped inside an empty shelter
Can you feel it deep inside?
A longing for damnation

For a final time, to weep
We're laid in unknown darkness
As out wings will grow too old
To realize our nightmares
When the day has come to rise
There is no truth in dying
Once this bitter tale will end
when we are long time gone
To remind us of the sun

Emptiness to hide our freedom
There's no angel waiting
In the name of all once loved
We fail to reach the light

Held back in this dark…

See, your darkness fading
Hear, your soul is crying
Feel, a touch, a whisper
Hold your breath until the dawn

For a final time, to weep...