Kredity
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Soilwork
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Björn Strid
Composer
Texty
[Verse 1]
I lived with the last of the silence
I gave away all my hope
I managed to turn my laughter
Into a wall made of stone
I left on a foggy morning
I reached my goal at night
Fires burning and hollow eyes
We have all made our silent goodbyes
[Verse 2]
In this heartless meaningless shelter
Below the fields of our spirited past
Cold as ice, and with wings of disaster
We'll make sure that our moment will last
We all knew it was a calling
And we thought we'd escaped the rain
Growing closer to our dark fate
In this master's tale
[Verse 3]
Water's rising as we desperately reach out for the sun
Deal is broken, and our souls have now moved on
If you ever cared for what you had, it's already gone
Leave it all behind
Pick up the pieces and run
One flew from the other side
Got caught in the cold
My son, this is war
Come and join the fold
Don't you ever look back
Put it all to rest
Take your chances, but that burden
Won't ever leave your chest
[Verse 4]
'Cause I see nothing but a deadly sign
Our shallows hearts in a well of wine
Setting our minds straight
Time to open the gates
[Verse 5]
We are the dead, short days ago
We lived, felt dawns
Saw sunsets glow
We are the keepers of wisdom below
Neither enemies, friends, or ghosts
Take up our quarrel with the foe
To you, from failing hands we throw
The torch be yours to hold it high
If you beak faith with us, you die
[Verse 6]
In this heartless meaningless shelter
Below the fields of our spirited past
Cold as ice, and with wings of disaster
We'll make sure that our moment will last
[Verse 7]
We all knew it was a calling
And we thought we'd escaped the rain
Growing closer to our dark fate
With this master's tale
[Verse 8]
Water's rising as we desperately reach out for the sun
Deal is broken, and our souls have now moved on
If you ever cared for what you had, it's already gone
Leave it all behind
Pick up the pieces and run
One flew from the other side
Got caught in the cold
My son, this is war
Come and join the fold
Don't you ever look back
Put it all to rest
Take your chances, but that burden
Won't ever leave your chest
'Cause I see nothing but a deadly sign
Our shallows hearts in a well of wine
Setting our minds straight
Time to open the gates
[Verse 9]
Uh
[Verse 10]
Oh, time to open the gates
Written by: Björn Strid

