Soon is dawn,
The darkened sun rising,
Through the obscured horizon;
Soon is salvation,
The trepidation – fading,
Finally almost gone (is it gone?);
Looking towards end,
The dust – withering.
Blackened are my hands,
Water – requiring.
Freezing my feet,
The coldness – lasting.
Where is the end?
Orientation – losing.
Still some time to dawn,
When the sun will rise (will rise (will rise))
Looking towards end,
The dust – withering.
Blackened are my hands,
Water – requiring.
Freezing my feet,
The coldness – lasting.
Where is the end?
Orientation – losing.
[Guitar solo]
Now it's dawn,
The sun is rising,
Through the brightening horizon,
My fear,
My angst,
Is finally gone (is it gone?)
Looking towards end,
The dust – withering.
Blackened are my hands,
Water – requiring.
Freezing my feet,
The coldness – lasting.
Where is the end?
Orientation – losing.
Now it's time of dawn,
The sun is showing up.
In the end the sun is rising
Through the brightened skyline;
Maybe with some daylight
I can find a path.