From the red sky of the east. To the sunset in the west. We have cheated death. And he has cheated us. But that was just a dream. And this is what it means. We are sleeping and we'll dream for evermore. And the fragment remains of our memories. And the shadows remain with our hands. Deep grey came to mourn. All the colours of the dawn. Will this Journeymans day be his last?. I know what I want. And I say what I want. And no one can take it away. I know what I want. And I say what I want. And no one can take it away. But the memory still remains. All the past years not so strange. Our winter times are like a silent shroud. And the heartbeat of the day. Drives the mist away. And winter's not the only dream around. In your life you may choose desolation. And the shadows you build with your hands. If you turn to the light. That is burning in the night. Then the Journeyman's day has begun. I know what I want. And I say what I want. And no one can take it away. I know what I want.. And I say what I want. And no one can take it away. In your life you may choose desolation. And the shadows you build with your hands. If you turn to the light. That is burning in the night. Then the Journeyman's day has begun. I know what I want. And I say what I want. And no one can take it away. I know what I want. And I say what I want. And no one can take it away