Tales say there are Things out there, which have been gone for thousands of years In the dark and deep water They Took the heart of a Fisherman And In the days to come It will be his turn to be a new voice of the Ocean Its Not every day that a fisherman dies for love But my father was different He saw what he saw Beauty under the big blue foam. Dreamers aren't supposed to die They are just supposed to spend there lives with belief and hope. When tragedy strikes People show grief in different ways. Its Hard to make sense of life. Its Hard to forgive. In my dreams my father is still here Thisis where he belongs Not where the water whispers and creatures whicker with the light of the Sun and the clouds above him. Its Not every day that a fisherman dies for Sirens In my teenage eyes we were doing what we thought was right. But now I hear the voice of my father And I know, I was wrong. Tales say there are Things out there, which have been gone for thousands of years In the dark and deep water They changed a child of Earth's heart And In the days to come It will be our turn to be a new voice for the Ocean

I wish you could give me a world without pain and violence I wish you could give me A quiet place and Silence I wish you could give me a world without pain and violence I wish you could give me A quiet place and Silence A shelter Where I will be alone Without voices, without them But I am Lost and my hopes are gone I'm in need of strength to run Doing what must be done I remember... I can be the rising of the sun I remember... I can be the rising of the sun I remember... I can be the rising of the sun and when its going down I can't stay in that spirit anymore Please reassign me A dead corpse on the seashore Please reassign me I can't lose myself in my spirit I am at six steps from Madness I heard their voices, I can touch the Darkness I didn't even know most of them Only six and not one are my friends My body is a haunted House I am a part... of this Beast A room among the others with a red door wearing the number Six Sometimes my spirit is only a season who never got that far enough Please be the voice of the reason Look in my eyes, the smile on my mouth Don't let them grim me down Remember my expression my expression... It's my last breath of Freedom Remember my passion I'm in need of strength to run Doing what must be done I remember... I can be the rising of the sun the rising of the sun... I can be the rising of the sun and when its going down I can't stay in that spirit anymore Please reassign me A dead corpse on the seashore Please reassign me the rising of the sun ... I wish you could give me a world without pain and violence I wish you could give me A quiet place and Silence Madness tastes like the rain Before, you didn't ever feel it. Madness is a labyrinth of pain Before, you didn't ever cross it. Into the dollhouse someone brought the others back I hear their laugh behind the red door. Nowhere to hide, pitch black Who helped to create it Who helped to build it ? I fought as a dying man But I was like the Sand Condemned by the waves and Time. you can blame me all you want If I've been too weak If we've been too sick I wish you could give me a world without pain and violence I wish you could give me A quiet place and Silence Everyone here, wants to tell their story The Fisherman, The Witch Brimstone or Eternity All these Voices on my head Too many tales and neverending dreams

_Mother, what is the Inbetween ? _Something far, yet something near A land above our heads and beneath our feet In the place where light and dark meet something tainted yet still so pure _A place familiar though you never were _Pull back the curtain, look behind the wall, As you drift into dreams, you will see it all An ancient witch awaits you there Below where a sadness chokes the air Somewhere in a small town behind a wall of trees, Light still runs across the fields among the dancing leaves. A Hundred winter solstices With the apprentice of the witch, The time had come to wake his master The ancient enchantress Behind the frosted window the witch stood a porcelain doll Lips red as blood on snow, As her clock begins to toll _Wake up, Witch, and heed this call Embrace this life of untold powers Unlock the secrets of the dead Upon this witching hour _There are those who love dancing, Blissfully tethered to this earth But others prefer to fly Marked as wicked from their birth Take my hand and sign this book Relieve your mortal coil Command the wind upon your back and the beasts upon the soil _Wake up, Witch, and hear my voice I choose the life of heretics A blackened heart within my chest A debt of willingness _There once was a time in the ancient World A time of blood and mystery Humanity grew like a pearl, From the pain of earth and sea Let these days return once more Let the shadows speak again The elements will reclaim the earth And we’ll be the chaos in the rain. It is time to wake again, old witch Let this silence be done Time to take your rightful place Because something wicked this way comes.

Why must we die ? A sequence of events A life of punctuated equilibrium Misanthropic experience in an emotional dystopia I came from that Land Where men dare not step foot A land of fire and beasts and war In the battle for tomorrow’s past Time’slast ditch advance Yet there’s beauty in this place A dance of crackling embers Remorseful abandoment My dreams left behind. When reality became too much to bear the scourge of the sacred in a strange Age where nothing is safe anymore Embraced this Misbegotten Life, With the burden of Atlas I was born in the Land Where men never come A place to return upon that last war between the future and the past In time’s next advance To see that beauty once more. Chaotic manifestation Behind the walls and beyond the door Cross through the boundaries Of the daily mundane There Psyche looks on A minds morose reflection Like a blood brother, a surrogate twin Behind the walls and beyond the door Cross through the boundaries Of the daily mundane There Psyche looks on A minds morose reflection Like a blood brother, a surrogate twin Memories always staring back at me Yearning for their return Back when I knew it all Drawn upon a roadmap to the Stars I travel on A choice between alternate realities Of possibilities obscured Time is lost in Space A chasm between worlds Where the waves of the Past Crash on Future’s shores Until again swept out to sea Behind the walls and beyond the door Cross through the boundaries Of the daily mundane There Psyche looks on A minds morose reflection Like a blood brother, a surrogate twin Why must we die ? A sequence of events A life of punctuated equilibrium Misanthropic experience in an emotional dystopia I want more I want to live I want everything, to go everywhere I want more I want to taste I want the Keys to see behind doors I want to stop time To see all the lights within the celestial abyss I choose to not openmy eyes I want to bathe within the prisms radiant light I want to be born again I want to relive these days I want to be reborn before I dissolve Learn from my mistakes and choose a better way I want to see one more time the Lands chaotic allure

Once upon a time : the End. Someone who's writing about prophecies Told me this Story : It is the story of a Star Who cried like a girl. She loves a voice in the Dark But this Voice was born to be the Eater of Worlds. I don't know what this story means, or why the Eater was even down there. It was just a curse about two lovers and a story in an old book written by a German philosopher, who hopes we understand : Our life is not our own. The End of the Times will usually be preceded by the arrival of the Star. Move closer, and you'll see. She's so beautiful, while she looks so sad As long as you feel her pain inside of you, there's nothing to fear. But when she'll be happy with her true lover it will be the End of the world Was immer das ist, es kann nichts Gutes sein I'm following the two Lovers. Discreetly. Behind their Travel and their hesitations. The writer has to decide the End of their Story. Another Story of two cursed lovers that began with these words : Once upon a time, the hope in the Universe Meinen Namen in das Buch der Bestie zu schreiben

My Old Friend, I can't stay in the sky There is no answers and too many dreamers in the highest of highs Tell me where am I to find peace Please, Here and Alone _Show Me ! What did you find? I was looking for a Light and freedom, but in the darkest of skies, Like an echo already passed, no hapiness was in sight _Show Me ! What did you find? My Old Friend, I can't stay in the sky I'm falling inside an ocean of night. My Neighbors learnt more quickly than did I And now they are more, with many eyes Behind my voice, do you feel the hole ? I went in search of answers who I was and where I will go But I am no more than a blade of grass Something between Hope and lies Just a bone, skin and ties My Neighbors, rotten to the bone, feathered and crowned Can you hear them laughing ? Can you imagine when they were born ? Sometimes one, sometimes many But just like myself, not everlasting. My Old Friend, it all began many years ago... But I've stopped to count after five. Far from here, Far from below, Its Time for the last flight, Fury, Storm and Cyclone My Neighbors, Let it be so now If I Fell, I will not fall alone

My friend was called Brimstone and I remember how he hated Time Now he's living in this mortal Host I don't know exactly who he is now, An artist or a thief ? He paints portraits in a small Village in the North There are a lot of Legends here with witches, forests and Caves. The first time he met Eternity She was in the forbidden forest Fossilized like the old trees Unfortunately He couldn't help her Just sat down, painted and sang He assumed she went under leaving only her heart exposed to Time − How long are you here? _For longer than I can remember She lived with pain And chose this path Year after year, Eternity and Brimstone fell deeper in Love The Painter and the Tree... She knows the old man was the original painter only he lost his taste for immortality She was the last witch volunteer to die as a guard of the Forest after all this time, her fight is over. The Villagers don't trust the Mountain and old Lands These are the last days for the Forbidden Forest Soon They'll be everywhere -I don't think we have time to wait anymore, Brimstone He will have to be strong without her. − Nevertheless Magic is everywhere Your mind will be left unharmed − in the Air, under your feet Time raises people to give up their bodies and join the Darkness and Ghosts But sometimes, something happens The Painter made a deal, a long time ago, He was young and ambitious He signed To find Inspiration And the inspiration was in the Trees

Come one, Come all Feast your eyes on the marvelous Have you ever seen such sights ? such magic ? Step inside ! Everything is possible here This is the Circus ! Fantasies become real ! What's this ? What's this ? It's what they expect Give the people what they want Cheers and applause What's this ? Magic, tricks and laughs What's this ? Leave those frowns at home, my friend But our big top is different There is an old magic here Something from before Some came from far Some things never left Under our tent all is possible Flying creatures and two-headed dwarves Some sights may be frightening, But don’t be afraid ! Just because the lights have gone out Does not mean we aren’t still around A little sadness still parades down the streets Swirling among the fallen leaves Shadows hide the monsters’ grin The grotesque, macabre, and bizarre Cheers from an oblivous crowd On the edge of their seats Anticipation for the danger Have you fallen for our Dazzling Lights ? But don’t think of joining us ! Only darkness will welcome you Among the Clowns and Beasts Enjoy your home and your freedom While its time for us to move on Here we all know our role Here we know all the rules Look beyond all the makeup and smiles And see what darkness lurks beneath Joy remains my greatest trick. Because everyone loves a show I am brave, I am strong This is who I was meant to be just because you can see our smiles doesn't means they can be fakes Joy is my greatest trick. Everyone loves me I'm brave, I'm strong This is who I meant to be

Discovered Chapter after Chapter, realizing we have always one foot in the past and our head to the future There are moments in your life that change everything that change everything One minute your experience on Earth is one thing on Earth is one thing the next, your world is completely altered Try again As if you expected the end to change Look again Look again I'll show you how overcome your fears All stories finish somewhere And sometimes somewhere is the Inbetween Beyond Legends and Mist Some find a quiet place A quiet place called Arkness Dream again As if you expected your second life to change Look again I'll show you how overcome your fears Left becomes right Left becomes right And Up becomes (down) Up becomes down ] Darkness becomes light Darkness becomes a fight Life becomes death Life becomes death All Your reality, down All the Rules, down All the Rules, down The Discovery of Arkness The Discovery of Arkness All stories finish somewhere And sometimes somewhere is the Inbetween Beyond Legends and Mist Some find a quiet place Discover a quiet place called Arkness follow my feet Your life is changing Others won't get back in Others won't get back in There are moments in your life There are moments in your life that change everything That change everything One minute your experience on Earth is one thing the next, Her secret is completely discovered We are all the characters of someone We all are the children of Arkness (original full lyrics)