Twilight flowers wait for their rise
 Building thorns of defence
 In the sunset with it's sovran shine
 Thorns, I hear them grow
 Their might to show
 Proud in their form
 They desire light
 Spiral of mystery
 No heart, no eyes of man can see
 Welcome to the fields so wide
 Too nice to be mine...
 Thoughts too high for one like me
 Here I meet with thinks new born
 For never were these things
 So like a dream
 My heart is overcharged
 Here it will be left
 I wish to drown in deamscapes like this
 Storm in me me, burn!
 Life in me, strive!