When Nothing Remains - The Soil in My Hand

As I stand with soil in my hand, I listen to the wind
That takes me back in time, an endless cry in the night

Black agony is calling my name (calling my name)
It's calling deep within the stream of life
When will I find inner peace and endless harmony
...Harmony

Who can set my world on fire
Who can set me free?
Who can claim it but not myself
The hunger for you is not real!

I can feel it crying out within my soul (within my soul)
Twisting and turning, it's trying to get out (get out)
Fighting to be free... what then will become of me? (become of me)

You're my illusion, my invention, I have made you
so I can run away from this world of pain...
You're my illusion, my invention, I have made you
so I can run away from this world of pain...
pain, from this pain

I'm standing on top of the mountain
And I'm looking over the sea
An eagle is crossing the sky
The bright color of blue
My heart is strong but not fulfilled, alone without you
This fragile moment of beauty is nothing without you
without you, without you, without you, without you