The towers of hope Won't ever reach the skies Amongst the weak an illness reigns Lay down as sky darkens And close the eyes to embrace the night Reaching the point of insignificance Upon which shadows are built An effigy of the end in shards of black Between walls of unconsciousness Our near Armageddon is already breed And the horrified faces of our beloved ones That won't ever draw a breath again They're haunting for us Dreams in splendid black—upheavals inside your soul When twilight crawls the earth all things turn black and fade way Soon there is nothing left—left for you and me Dreams in splendid black—phantoms dwelling on this soil When twilight crawls the earth all things turn black and fade way Soon there is nothing left—for you and me to live for Demons of the night revel their victory Over the light—all is splendid black Striving for illumination provokes laughter Among inscrutable eyes Dwelling on thoughts of insignificance This blackness leaks my mind An effigy of the end in shards of black Tears descending from unseen well All the pleading is in vain This terrifying voices are screaming for salvation Therefor evil thoughts arise again—they are hunting for us Pointing at all of us With limbs so cold It is a charge We cannot deny What we have done, it is A dream in black... It is a dream inside Dreams in splendid black—they seem to be our way