Texty: Pandemonium. Twilight Symphony.

The twilight darkness is growing in our souls
And the twilight symphony is playing thousands of tones
The tones that lead us to the eternal night
The night that makes us blind with all its might

I can feel the pain
Listening to the mourning of the lost
Confronting emotions cold as winter frost

When the glimmering stars are covering the sky
My dreams turn strong and I close my eyes
I start to fall into the mysteries of night
When I hear the symphony of the twilight
The tones of beauty and tones of pain
Blind my body, it is hopeless to explain
Twisted fantasies are coming down
When the tones of the night begin to drown

Listening to the twilight symphony
And feel the tones of an elegy
Forever confronting the sadness that the music brings

The cold nights have awoken me
But my soul is still asleep
Drifting by the wind
Followed by the twilight tones
The tones I always hear

Tones so full of misery
A reflection of a life
Empty and without lust

Listening to the twilight symphony
And feel the tones of an elegy
A requiem performed with lucid purity of blind emotions
Empty I feel when I listen to the twilight tones
Beauty and pain
Turning the pages
Infinity, chaos I will find

The twilight darkness is growing in our souls
And the twilight symphony is playing thousands of tones
The tones that lead us to the eternal night
The night that makes us blind with all its might

I can feel the pain
Listening to the mourning of the lost
Confronting emotions cold as winter frost.