Žodžiai dainai: Darkwell. Realm Of Darkness.

In this world full of winded corridors
Cities like maces, towers like thorns
I'm not my master, not at all
Cursed thoughts lead me to my fall

Broken thoughts, broken dreams, broken hearts
This realm of darkness, is this my reward?

Darkness is falling over my mind
My burning eyes are deadly blind
Now there is nothing like it seems
All illusion, only dreams

Broken thoughts, broken dreams, broken hearts
This realm of darkness, is this my reward?

In this world full of winded corridors
Cities like maces, towers like thorns
I'm not my master, not at all
Cursed thoughts lead me to my fall

Broken thoughts, broken dreams, broken hearts
This realm of darkness, is this my reward?
Broken thoughts, broken dreams, broken hearts
This realm of darkness, is this my reward?

Broken thoughts, broken dreams, broken hearts
This realm of darkness, is this my reward?
Broken thoughts, broken dreams, broken hearts
This realm of darkness, is this my reward?