From green to red our days pass by. Waiting for a sign to tell us why. Are we dancing all alone?…

hören … hear … écouter … escuchar … hlusta …

Fueled, these new shores burn, dark past lies cold. Shadow, my sweet shadow, to you I look no more.

Everything’s in place. So much better from today. A king in my own mind.

I’ve come to realize every little glimpse, you fade. I was told that I could fly when least expected, cloud connected.

Oh, sell me the infection, it is only for the weak. No need for a sympathy, the misery that is me.

In my thoughts and in my dreams They’re always in my mind. These songs of hobbits, dwarves and men and elves.…

I feel cold when I cry out for the bark take him back to Avalon. Dwell on for a new age…

One ring to the dark lord’s hand sitting on his throne. In a land so dark where I have to go.