My son you chose your path, the silent one
You never dared to see, yourself as a friend
Hold in your embrace, the last ray of light
As we steady tread, to the altar of end
The story will go on without us
This world will keep spinning in circles
The sun will keep warming the sparkling streams
But we won't be there anymore
Across the seven seas, the mountains of sigh
There I 'll be drifted by the waves of time
Forlorn to the shore of Lethe, slave of my hate
I was a rusty link in the chain of fate
The story will go on without us
This world will keep spinning in circles
The sun will keep warming the sparkling streams
But we won't be there anymore