He came to our world, to save us all from disaster.
In search of truth, to bring us hope for a new day.
But haunted by his pride, mirror of a lie, he was led astray.
Moving silence cold, visions to behold,he would lose his way.
A new kind of vision, nothing may be what it seems.
Consigned to the flames,bloodshed would rise from my dreams.
[CHOIR & JOHANNA]
Hallowed be thy name,but what will remain, more than empty words?
Never take away questions from the answers to the world.
Path of night, where dark is light, the only left to claim.
Only one, to travel on, which shall remain the same…"
Our bodies have parted, but never our spirits.
Joined in my soul with him, with the morning star forever more.
Who is good and who is evil –will we ever live to see the truth…?