Travel the darkness lose all the memory Cube lies aside with no energy Searching the pockets find in a paper note Signs are familiar their meaning remote Unfold the cube and use the infinite form Unleash the might the real winter storm Search – go find the truth was the quest Lost you are close to the top No getting to the crest All alone Bound to the dice All are Bound to the dice Three different fates Time is that waits Echoes are howling muted through dissonance Trying to warn them with diligence Trying to numb them trying to ease the pain Every effort will be in vain End of the journey found what they're longing for Still they don't know what's inside the core Trapped in a time warp repeating itself it seems Trapped in this prison guiding their dreams Search – go find the truth was the quest Lost you are close to the top No getting to the crest All alone Bound to the dice All are Bound to the dice