Yearning for the dawn of the golden age, a new beginning, when will things
Change
The bleak winter is over and the ice starts to melt
A changing of the seasons, I have lost what I once felt
A pain that eats me inside, so far away from the outside
Redemption of our rapport, dissension continues to hinder
Let me be free. I wish to ride the storm, let the winds blow and the rain
Crimson sea take me, away from all the pain
Elapsing impulse of sentiment, bearing heart felt emotion tears