Curse or repayment? Truth or illusion? (In my) noble asylum When dark hours linger The sinister silence Is bowed into millions of tears The sweetness of sound Turns to raging thunder A deadly serenade in the moonlight The bringer of pain Like fear on a silverplate I am frozen, betrayed by myself When will this end? Same old pavilion A different appearance Is playing Messiah All good was taken A thorn made of silver Abandoned my will to go on The sweetness of sound Turns to raging thunder A deadly serenade in the moonlight The bringer of pain Like fear on a silverplate I am frozen, betrayed by myself When will this end? Life is a flower Fading away We are not destined to stay Love is for ever The spirit is free Time is a borrowed gift for you and me… The sweetness of sound Turns to raging thunder A deadly serenade in the moonlight The bringer of pain Like fear on a silverplate I am frozen, betrayed by myself A deadly serenade in the moonlight The bringer of pain Like fear on a silverplate I am frozen, betrayed by myself Everything comes to an end