作词 : Bornemann, Eloy, Hausen
Warming rays are shadowed by threatening clouds
While hissing winds create the oddest sounds
Linked to the power and speed of a beam
Ion is cast to this strange and fake scene
Forced into isolation, struggling for light
Ion rises to slowly take up the fight
Man's on the verge of darkening lights
Condemned to destruction's everlasting nights
The memory of golden ages
Heavenly powers slowly fades
Books of wisdom, highly honoured
Knowledges have long been smothered