Like a rose floating in the water
Like a never healing wound
Like a silent cry in the still of the night
Like a hangman having finished his job
Like a wolf roaming the woods
Like the steel reaching the heart
Like a tree wrestling with the storm
Like the sun sinking in the sea
Like a sword breaking in battle
Like a flame blown out into nothing
Like the final kiss of the dearest maid
Like a lament flying to heaven
Thus we carry through the dark night
The flame kindled by our heart
So listen to the call that's ringing in you
and search for eternity