See the meadows of tempest rage furious, withering lullabies. In my eyes there is not the sparkle once shined. I will long for you dear princess of tales. Now there´s no way to go back, withered heart, sunken chest. I am mean to be alone, no more hopes, no more dreams. With the eternal wish to find some magic to dwell in. Drops of pain harass what´s left in my soul, withering lullabies. Where are those beautiful melodies? Raven of the cliffs, fly without black wings, red eyes. This crimson love, once dawn now twilight of hope. I will long for you... Childhood´s light is gone, love promise broken in shreds which no one wants, yet I still care for them. I will long for you... I will long for you...