Taken (re‐recorded)

In the cold of the evening
The turning wheel of life
Let the waking fall
Take these tortured eyes

Stuck with shadows
I turn my tired gaze
To the cosmic gallows
Calling my name

The coldest winter
Begins to change
Which stars are falling
Falling again

I choose to follow
The right and left hand path
The vision brings me closer
With eyes I never had

No more reason
The sun begins to fade
With the turning season
Turning again

I see them coming
In the depths of my mind
I hear the voices haunting
While I wait to die

With fear, I look back
I see the light shining
Down on me
Do I really fear anymore
Taken by the stars
The gods of creation
Will I ever see
The light in the sky once more

I am chosen
I am forever
I the season of death and cold
I am what hides behind your eyes
I am the meaning that darkness holds

With fear, I look back
I see the light shining
Down on me
Am I afraid anymore
Hang me by the neck
The noose of infinity
Will there ever be
No more pain