Teksty

Like a tool in the hands of fate
Made of love and hate
What holds all facts and stays intact?
What would you hide or boast about?
I know for sure
My past will chase me down
I'll face the naked truth
With all it's glory and flaws
Like a part of the game
I'm suspended in a frame
Through the raging storms
I'll find my way that I had lost
But I remember now
All my scars all that cost
I carried it all it's time to rise above
Rise above
What would you mean If time didn't exist?
A mere distant dream Which blurred in the mist
These questions speculations
Eternal calculation
distracts you from your goal
So rise above it all!
Through the raging storms
I'll find my way that I had lost
But I remember now
All my scars all that cost
I carried it all it's time to rise above
Rise unbound
Like a part of the game
I'm suspended in a frame
A tool in the hands of fate
Made of love and hate
Through the raging storms
Found my way that I had lost
But I remember now
All my scars all that cost
I carried it all it's time to rise above
Rise above
Above it all!