| a dream, she was beautiful | |
| she was the most beautiful | |
| she should be the one | |
| she was true, she, wife of my kings | |
| she who got in me, like this | |
| and my madness is not smaller | |
| than her beauty | |
| i didn't run away after having her | |
| no fear, she was mine | |
| the dream was mine | |
| 'cos noone understood | |
| the judge of blind servants | |
| she was mine | |
| sea all around me | |
| can you understand me? | |
| speaking beyond the ninth wave | |
| i'll be back | |
| and take what's due to me | |
| beyond the ninth wave | |
| i know the truth | |
| guilty! | |
| the judge of blind servants | |
| i'm mad and exiled | |
| in unknown waters | |
| a knife and a wooden coffin | |
| a drift in a black water's sea | |
| she's mine. i'll be back | |
| for the end of everything | |
| thirst and darkness | |
| screams like an endless echo in my mind | |
| hunger and a burning sun | |
| inside my brain | |
| i'll be back | |
| she's the one | |
| from beyond the border | |
| of a known world | |
| i'm not to blame | |
| she was staring | |
| i was atonished more & more | |
| but she was in me | |
| i'll be back | |
| she's the one. she's here | |
| i'm sinking in her waters | |
| i'm back to you | |
| beyond the ninth wave | |
| my madness is not less than my pain | |
| from here | |
| where you look at me smiling | |
| i have no strenght to move nor to speak | |
| i can still hear you whispering | |
| while my last breath ... | |
| i lost it long ago | |
| frome here ... | |
| beyond the ninth wave | |
| all that's left to me | |
| are your screams | |
| in a frame of black waters |