For our dreams (that fell from the heavens) (flabbergasted)
Drowned in the rain of lost time
Our icy hearts that break
Of wars, so weary, so weary
I pray to the gods, me who doesn't believe in anyone
I pray to the gods yet believe in this man
For this wounded angel
I pray to heaven
Give him back his wings
For our bloodied souls
Having found
At the treshold of our lives
closed doors
For us, poor fools
Is there a life
Even before death?
I pray to the gods, me who doesn't believe in anyone
I pray to the gods yet believe in this man
For this wounded angel
I pray to heaven
Give him back his wings
I pray to the gods, me, who believes in nothing
I pray to the gods to reach out a hand
For this angel, almost dead, I implore you all
For he loves still(again)
He loves still(again)
For he loves still(again)
He loves me still(again), still(again), still(again), still(again)