[pale stanza : Gunnar Mothes / bullet art : The Gallery]

Nearly all is said,hope is nearly dead
There's no beauty in pain...no more love to gain
How I'd like to live,all that I could give
Shall not face the day,through my blood I'll pay

When thou are calling I'll have to follow thy call
See you there
When thou are calling there'll be no chance to stay at all
See you there

Lord show me the essence
Yet there's no comfort for my mortal shroud
But my spirit hopes...
One day I'll have a meeting
In silent harmony
Forgetting all the bad
Immaculate...
So entire

When thou are calling I'll have to follow thy call
See you there
When thou are calling there'll be no chance to stay at all
See you there
When thou are calling will then salvation wait for me?
See you there
When thou are calling I shall embrace the truth to see
See you there

Take me!

When thou are calling will then salvation wait for me?
See you there
When thou are calling I shall embrace the truth to see
What lies beyond this vale of tears
See you there

Take me!