Compositor: Johanna Kurkela / Troy Donockley / Tuomas Holopainen
Knees are grazed digging soil for the soul
Nails are cracked by the widening hole
And the clouds pour in, to the silent blue
Warm pool of memories lost
It is the duty of dust
To remind us that which must
Never, ever, be forgotten
The trance of fire we never tire
Bright knives of memories, memories now lost
Knees are grazed digging soil for the soul
Nails are cracked by the widening hole
And the clouds pour in, to the silent blue
Warm pool of memories lost
Call out to the empty street and ask where it's going
And if you're welcome, welcome all that it holds
This song of memories lost, it is the twilight
Mood music of ancient, ancient stories told
Remind me of our time
With your wonderful dark breath
Tuning to waves from distant suns
You see, now, where we have gone?
Drowning in memories lost
It is the duty of dust
To remind us that which must
Never, ever, be forgotten