The scream is break'n a silence of the birth Days're crash'n against the wall of the cry The mist wears the moonlight in the shadow of Notre-Dame Cathedral
Insane dreams of your dead feathers Tradition seems too hard to understand Trails of smoke are stranglin' the large pillars Cry of the naked child wrapped up in a scarf is Flow'n straight to the starry heaven Smell of future darkens the sad
The maze of your feelings'n'dreams The sea of obsession'n'hopes The laugh of fate's diew in the shadow of Notre-Dame Cathedral
You will fight together with the eagles You will fondle your ear with a cry Smell of darkness is too strong Forever it will be your shadow