After the take of winter
In the shrouded twilight
It seems like strange delusion
All this a withered illusion
Like an insomniac's dream
Or like a madman's scheme
In the house of sand
Memories stir once more
And all that was forgotten
Now burns with vengeful craving
I turn from one to another
And face myself, there is no other
Shattering my will
I'll take you down with me
After the take of winter
In the shrouded twilight
In the house of sand
Memories stir once more
And all that was forgotten
Now burns with vengeful craving
I turn from one to another
And face myself, there is no other
After the take of winter
