Crimson Sky

A still voice in a turning world
The rising of the tide
A full moon in a tortured sky
Soon you must decide

Touch the Crimson Sky
Feel the reason why
It burns of true emotion
Kill the ghosts inside
They have always lied
While words remain unspoken

Walk through cold remembered gates
Devotion lies inside
Choose now by the waterfall
Memories cast aside

Dreams become so real
You begin to feel
Furnace of desire
Burns you in the fire