In The Dark
Music: Pisano/Barton/Rossetti
Lyrics: Pisano
The autumn night outshines the sun
Worlds collide, align above
The warmest smile a captive gaze
The semblance of the fallen age
Throughout years their fates long past
No melodies within the tones
No poetry in letters
(Breathe for you, die for you)
They say all things; in time will come to end
In absence of sound, the songs will play no more
As time comes undone, silent words will breathe
In stories never written, old heroes sometimes fall
Days turn to months and so to years
Many battles, many tears
Cutting petals from a rose,
Wilted way so long ago
Souls entwined in endless love
1st sign of conflict and they part
Endure the fire, face the storm
Wishing you were in my arms
Old memories etched to graves
Are chapters filled with pain
A satiable emotion
Will never be the same
A love once so alive,
And now the fire dies
So here's the final hour
With this our last goodbye
They say all things; in time will come to end
In absence of sound, the songs will play no more
As time comes undone, silent words will breathe
In stories never written, old heroes sometimes fall
Solo: Khalilov/Pisano
They say all things; in time will come to end
In absence of sound, the songs will play no more
As time comes undone, silent words will breathe
In stories never written, old heroes never die
Music: Pisano/Barton/Rossetti
Lyrics: Pisano
The autumn night outshines the sun
Worlds collide, align above
The warmest smile a captive gaze
The semblance of the fallen age
Throughout years their fates long past
No melodies within the tones
No poetry in letters
(Breathe for you, die for you)
They say all things; in time will come to end
In absence of sound, the songs will play no more
As time comes undone, silent words will breathe
In stories never written, old heroes sometimes fall
Days turn to months and so to years
Many battles, many tears
Cutting petals from a rose,
Wilted way so long ago
Souls entwined in endless love
1st sign of conflict and they part
Endure the fire, face the storm
Wishing you were in my arms
Old memories etched to graves
Are chapters filled with pain
A satiable emotion
Will never be the same
A love once so alive,
And now the fire dies
So here's the final hour
With this our last goodbye
They say all things; in time will come to end
In absence of sound, the songs will play no more
As time comes undone, silent words will breathe
In stories never written, old heroes sometimes fall
Solo: Khalilov/Pisano
They say all things; in time will come to end
In absence of sound, the songs will play no more
As time comes undone, silent words will breathe
In stories never written, old heroes never die