No worlds to conqueror No maidens to save No innocence left in this world we've made. Doug Farnan 2. Shadows racing past your window your mirrors crack tonight. Children singing at the moment of some strange unheard delights. The sky lights up in fire the moon drips her mask.
Winds make sounds of promise the children close the house.
Tree has fallen in the forrest and frozen to the gound. Shadows broken for your worries and left you with your doubts. Doug Farnan 3. Temple Unheard Forgotten pebbles captured in frozen streams leaves awkwardly scattered by a bitter cold breeze. Snow covered mountains Still, dark nights with her songs.