The Pool Lyrics

Part I - Reflection

I saw myself in the mirror of time
and I saw a man wearing this black suitcase
With somebodies stollen dreams
Somebody like you or somebody like me
This cannot be me
I don't have a suitcase
I don't even have a name

I spit into the mirror
And I turned my back to fate
Side by side with boredom
To the house of the lonely

Part II - The Sword

Cutting up the chains of eternal hate
With thousands tears in shines
Piercing the strenght of hardest steel
of prevailing lies
On its peak the sun will stand still
Rain of blood will wash away
The gathered years of screaming pain
endless time awaits
As it rites from the world of darkness
Sword of Fire
Killing the guilt with roughness
The blind minds will not strive against
The shadow falls on the dark
Roaming the sight of lonely
visions of decay
Part III - Bequest

Only bequest I leave
If I die in peace
or fighting fair
don't bury me with others
into the mud and worms

Holy bequest, holy to be kept
Through fire reduce to ashes
In the middle of a sea
of storms and waves
To them entrust my dust to
and my mortal remains...