Besedila: Lunae. Illusions In Bloom. Spirit In A Flower.

An illusion is blooming within me
There's a blame I have to live with
A power, that drags me to the river
Where my gaze is lost in the water

In the trees, the breeze is weeping
The flickering waters are flowing
A music is rising to the sky
The moon comes, a light is shining bright

I'm becoming a spirit in a flower
In me is growing a strange kind of power
My vanity is now reborn
My body without thorns
Give me your heart I'll be free
From this curse

Confusion is surging inside me
When you come in this time of eternity
My feelings seem so sweet and silent
My dream is so true in this moment

In the trees, the breeze is weeping
The flickering waters are flowing
An emotion burning deep inside me
As a scream that destroys a million secrets

I'm becoming a spirit in a flower
In me is growing a strange kind of power
My vanity is now reborn
My body is without thorns
Give me your heart I'll be free
From this curse

An illusion is blooming within me
You've come to pick me so gently
the power, that drags me to the river
Where you cast me coldly in the water

You'll becoming a spirit in a flower
In my hands a new kind of power
My vanity is now reborn
My body free without thorns
You will never be free
From my curse

Spirit of flower
Spirit of me
Spirit of flower
Now I am free