Besedila:
Vanden Plas The Seraphic Clockwork

for re-find And this clockwork is made, cutting holes in the sky I will drink from a source called the liquid of time And this clockwork is made, cutting

navigation gear Just for another thousand years And then my spheroid will fall down in another world Am I losing my mind - Losing my mind I have waited for somebody - Somebody wrong The "Seraphic Clockwork

My apocalyptical dream of a Man behind a mask A vision - Delusion, a hallucination. A something that led me astray I have stared in a place in a "never

Avantine Heal the world - One more chance For saving the Ambrylight Then I feel the frequencies of a ghost And dark mighty knights chasing angel hosts Shes like a seraphic

Hello my son I am your healer Are you the one Who signed an agreement You want to find here all the thrown away pages Before the sandglass has fallen