Из альбома: India
All we´ve been, all we see was born so long ago
In times of joy and of tears, we carried on
The winds were still, did no harm to our shores
But the seed´s already sewn, now the storm will come
Over and over we´re downcast
Only, it´s only a dark past
Do you know we reached somehow the end of every story
Welcome to the final show it´s here in all its glory
You can run but all you flee is a life of sorrow
Time will tell what kind of fate will be waiting for us now
Built on sand by our hands were all of our homes
Turn around, realize this world is not our own
So we have to succumb to the call of fate
Hear it now, it leads us down to future´s open gate
Falling we´re falling with closed eyes
Losing now losing our old disguise
Do you know we reached somehow the end of every story
Welcome to the final show it´s here in all its glory
You can run but all you flee is a life of sorrow
Time will tell what kind of fate will be waiting for us now