Prologue Songtext
von Isgaard

All the world is turning to a madhouse
′Round the sun stopped spinning round
The doors have all been completed locked
Their keys all thrown away one day
Now the world is burning from the surface
And Universe wipes out its trace


Worlds wants to collide, disappear and
Finally they vaporize
Souls come and go, leaving traces
A human-made devise

All the universe is made of stardust
Open your eyes and you will see
Just keep it in your mind
Aware of what you'll find behind

And still the world is spinning round
Still the world is spinning round
Round