The stone has spoken The scriptures of the older ones That shown me the truth, The way of before a forgotten message left on my path Now, should I believe in destiny? The stone has spoken The scriptures of the older ones That shown me the truth, The way of before a forgotten message left on my path Now, should I believe in destiny? Under a silver moon For me the world means cold All I have in shoulder is my pain Emptiness has been now shine For me the world means cold Under a silver moon For me the world means cold The scriptures of the older ones That shown me the truth, The way of before All I have in shoulder is my pain Emptiness has been now shine A forgotten message Left on my path The time has come for me to translate and to see... To translate and to see What will happen to me? What will become of us? The stone will tell me La roche a parl? L'?criture des anciens La pure v?rit? La voi? de jadis Un message oublie su mes pas Dois-je croire en la destiner?