Path one crossed of pains and illusions
Morning of dark of dark dawn
In the night of tomorrow
The wind that blows outside
Blows inside me
Clouds are like a veil
In sublime magic
With the air that inspires
In flight of eagles a thunder comes
Announcing the arrival of a new age
Should last until the fall of dawning
Path one crossed of pains and illusions
Morning of dark of dark dawn.
In the night of tomorrow
In the distance of the vastness
I discovered a new being
A being from tomorrow
The being from tomorrow