[Music: Sundin, Johansson]

[Words: Stanne]



With each daring new concept

creation and form

one fragment of shelter

from heaven be torn



The bleeding through barriers

shine of redemption

The taste of renewal

let art once again be a weapon



The whim of the forger is theft from the flow

the hatchet now redden with creation's blood



Constant is forever



I am the creation

so bold in design

The errors of one thousand minds

bleed out through a world gone blind



This is the magic that a name would stain.