A barren scene, no counter veil, everything stands still. Intensity, a pre-empted tale, where silence the air does fill. What do you believe 'Millennium'It's time to see. It was a mark that seemed so far away. So bitterness turned sweet. But where to be the next vanish point. A target we've yet to reach. Celebrating and loosing faith-in, do messangers call? Togheter tasting, like full on wasting. Today we rise, tomorrow we fall. I see rain and snow. Temperatures fall to a record below. I see tables rise, as continents crumbling, severing sides. War and pain. A greed that's followed by whoever insane. Lightening strikes. A terror inside.