Will our children look back. With hatred or despair. At a generation of idiots. Who just didn't care. About the fossil fuel fumes. And the aerosol sprays.
Where have all the children gone?. How long must the search go on?. See them on the milk carton. Someone stole their only son. Abducted from their place of play.
A coffin is ugly. A coffin is sad. Destined to be. One's last pad. . To lay in as a corpse. For the rest of your life. In another coffin, of course. Next to you is your wife.
[music: Kernen, Words: Orjatsalo]. . There she was standing. 'Neath a waterfall. His heart is bleeding. For that memory. Her eyes they haunt him. For years to come.
Farewell now my griefing thoughts. For I once gave you flooding powers. This flaming fires shall return. To warm my days and light my hours. . I might once meet you on my way.
You say that time will work for us,. But you don't take the time to work for us.. You say that time is making changes.. But you don't make the changes right in time !.
What's the secret of the unity ?. Is this magic or some alchemy ?. Who holds the fire that burns inside our being ?. It could be you or it could be fears..
Now I am here so free. Walking with the rainbow's tears. Without past grief. But if you call me. My poor soul. Run with you so lost. Though at last in my heart I know.
I never thought that i. would see the truth behind the lie. so now i've opened my eyes. now i must find the reason. find the reality. i leave my sanity behind.
["The coast of the Southlands stretches countless miles, with jagged rocks like a Dragon's teeth, hopeless marshlands and many pirate coves of sea-borne bandits. But such was not the sight that the Islander saw when he finally laid his weary eyes upon dry land. The fabled beaches just a day's ride south of Westmar with their soft dunes seemed so much like those he had left at home, or even of the Ivory Shores which his uncle had once seen in his youth. Utterly exhausted when he touched upon firm ground and still mourning his lost friends, he could still barely contain himself. For he was well aware what mighty a sight and many-spired radiancy that lay to the north; the jewel of the west, the pride of men - the Royal City of Westmar"].
As this eternal struggle has come to end. The light of life now shines upon us once again. But can we truly be free of tyranny and grief?. I see a thousand points of light reaching for me.
[Music: Holmlid , Magnusson ,Kvist Lyrics: Magnusson, Heidgert]. . "Now that i've lost my beloved brother, i took his advice. I've searched for the one he claimed to be my true father...the king of kings.
[Music: Holmlid, Magnusson , Lyrics: Magnusson, Heidgert]. . "To leave someone you love deeply without hope. of ever seeing each other again, can tear the hardest heart apart..
The wind freezes my bones. While I'm riding through the darkness. Searching by the ruins. Where the Arcadia Gates wait. Old spirits call my name. And show me the way of wizards.
[Lead vocals: Mauricio Taborda]. . Metal against the metal. Bleeding the steel.... . They came from everywhere. Marching down on the hill. Kill, kill pay the price.
The taste of bitterness. Your rolling eyes leave such a void. This part of you I can't control. I won't ignore so. . Salvage the truth the story was a dream.
Come on!. . You stand before me changing faces and,. Disguise your word as truth as though its good,. I know we'll never meet again,. I know you'll suffer in the end,.
*A CONCEPT FROM FIRE*. Let's march through the gates and burn alive. I'm afraid of the ending. But Im reckless, I've torn apart my inner binding. That's more than I need right now. And my thoughts convey deception. With my wall I'm building, the want, the pain, the urge, the concept will last forever. It won't be destroyed. We're exposed here and I will never grow. All I've learned erased the will to know where I belong. To hell for the way I live. To shred all the guilt I feel. I'm afraid my open heart is ripe. The fire awaits us. Don't look back and hide your weakness!!.