[Words: Dennis Cornelius]
Turning my back to the breeze
I lift my feet off the ground and I soar
With no apparent reason
I am looking for direction
For something real
In the distance on the horizon
I see the cloud it draws near
And all at once I'm surrounded
By the fear of what can never be
Why am I made to suffer
In the darkness I search for you
Groping through an eternal mist
In the daylight I have no self-control
Over wanderings in my head
I found the room
You're crying
In the darkness we found a new
Place with fear put aside
In the daylight I remember
Things I could not see at night
| 1 | Spectre |
| 2 | Lost Innocence |
| 3 | Canyons |
| 4 | Images Of Darkness |
| 5 | Infinite Nothingness |
| 6 | Long After Midnight |
| 7 | Morning Sun |
| 8 | Ashes |
| 9 | Waiting For... The End |
| 10 | Poets And Paupers |