Besedila: Dream Theater. When Dream And Day Unite. The Killing Hand.

An angel's kiss now fallen
Descending scarlet cuts the sky
Faded names left on the wall
Honor the fighting leave life to die

Remembered is the sacrifice but
No appraisal of blood still flowing
Who were the leaders? What controlled the Killing Hand
That caused this mouthing?

Crossing over

Lowered deep into the sea
Being a waits to cleanse his soul
Senses weakening time is still
Motionless by stiffening cold

The wheels race back and scorch his mind
Traveling all to find the land
Revelation warms a touch
And now he will begin to understand

Extended a view to yesterday
Manifestation for none the same
Walking amidst a frightening still
No sound, no smoke, no scorching flames

He is risen

Sipping his poison the raven sings
Yet another to add more bodies fallen
King from below this one controls
The Killing Hand that caused this mourning

Is it all over?

Evil genius this secret plan
Mercy dealt with the losing hand
Will he ever fall? Can he end it all?
Our savior must make his stand

Only a Prophet of years to come
Wanting mortality I'm all alone
He heard my voice, it was my choice
I've stopped the Killing Hand

When I go back again
Will it be the same?
I've stopped the cries
But now they know my name

The sea is calling me
My spirit must return
As I get closer, was it really worth
What I have learned?

I'm in the valley
And the saddened chimes I hear
Race towards the wall to find
One more name appears

No one is left now
My one and only land
I laugh at what I've done
I am the Killing Hand