Besedila: Conception. Under A Mourning Star.

I'm a new messiah
Won't you cry a tear for me?
I absorb your sleepless nights
I'm a black horizon, I'm solitude in chains

Always in your way 'cause this is my land
Won't you join my lamentation?
Take your time, remember
I am just a breath away

Look into my eyes, they're hollow
But I see the rising flow
Only pain can cure my sorrow
Nothing compares to the dreams that I know

Can you hear me under the mourning star?
All I dream of, all the thoughts I must expel
Who would, who could
Who dares, who cares

Who would trade his soul for my monocracy
A silver line for me to climb out of the shades
To find tomorrow the pain your master claims
I live it every day, so you are my land

Look into my eyes, they're hollow
Who's behind, they never show
I have waited long, my fellow
Nothing compares to the hopes that I've grown

Can you hear me under the mourning star?
All I dream of, all the thoughts I must expel
Who would, who could
Who dares, who cares

Your conception will remain
Dogmas in the breeze
Enclosed by any pain