Brainstorm - Jeanne Boulet (1764)

Beyond frontiers, along the river,
There is no hope you better watch out for the light,
End of your dreams, a sea of silence,
What has been heard and forget in the vale of tears.

Back in 1764, well of sorrows evermore,
Where the evil comes from thousand places,
Waiting for the sun to rise, your foolish pride to be alive,
Darkness is entering your door

Before the night is over save me,
The hound of hell will bite my eye
Time is running out on me, nothing is the same... sacrifice her
Time is filled with destiny, nothing to surrender... sacrifice her

Another curse of the human race, a prophecy a violent faith,
God is no more for you and me,
Strong enough to face the lie, digging hard in your eyes,
When the wounds will never stop to bleed

As now the night is over save me,
The hound of hell will drink my tears

Beyond frontiers, alone you die,
What death has been concealing in the morning light...