Lotus Within a silent lake aside You are wet lotus in my mind Silent wind takes me away We are the flowers of decay And all these years that have passed by And you'll be wilted in my eye And if these seconds have passed by I will be wilted in your eye Silhouettes of faces roam to leave this world Grant me absolution, im afraid it hurts Like fragile colours in your eyes, touched by floating light to see Violence and misery, silent war and little lies We paint our icon on a wall To taste the sins for what we'll fall Life and death are not the same We are the flowers that remain My heart is frozen in white skies Waiting for the day we'll rise By burning roses i have sent We are the flowers of the end