It"s rushing towards the dawn, our time of dreams
Those airy spirits keeping secrets safe.
The fragments of consciousness, remains of other lands
There"s no return for them, and it is so sad. 

R.: The dreaming-time is at the dawn,
I"ll rise to the Heaven"s hall
I"ll break the tethers down,
Lift the cross that chokes my heart.

In darkness and silence it crosses my mind - 
The downfall of alien planets, other kingdoms. 
And in this icy midnight the truth unwinds - 
Our world is fragile, it may with ease be broken.