Interpret:

Theatre of Tragedy

Album:

Storm

Silky tidal waves 
In the midst of summer 
Trap door of our house 
Sliding up and down 
Days of childhood gleam 
Do you still remember? 
Nowhere have I seen 
Shadows disappear 
Ever since then 


And I fade like the dew before the sun 
Silence of our ceased memories 
In our dreams, everything is just the same 
Withering motions 


Starkly impending days 
A retrospect of golden sounds 
The scent of falling rain 
Recurring memories abound 
The time that is to come seems like yesterday 
Someone was there to see 




And I fade like the dew before the sun 
Silence of our ceased memories 
In our dreams, everything is just the same 
Withering motions 


End of the road 
We all wait for this day 
Everything has changed 
I never wanted to stay 
But now, everything was in vain 
Withering motions