Pristine (Live)

Once upon the dawn,
Day will break,
It begins on time.
Flowing while it's glowing,
It arrives on time.

Subjected to origin
Is to know that nothing
Becomes of the contemptible.
Waiting for the dawn,
Hope to find,
I'll cling to my pride.

Clearest form,
Closest to pure perfection.
The essence yet unfolds itself,
The chain of strength it holds.

Waiting for the dawn,
Hope to find,
I'll cling to my pride.
Reaching from the inside
All I know: night must go.

Open the dawn
Behold the purest form,
The essence unfolds,
The chain of strength you held.

As a distant dream I hover,
I call all the stars...
As a distant dream I hover
Call all stars to fall for cover.